Iron Wolf

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She’s an iron Wolf
–fierce in her fire!
She knows her strength,
and it’s not in her hands
–not in her shoulders.
It’s in her wild heart
–forged in steel
–tested in flames.
She is a boilermaker,
–watch her howl!

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To Teeth – a rondeau poem

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http://weheartit.com/entry/group/45320584

 

You smile at me –beguile– you see.
You make my pulse begin to rush.
Your dazzling brilliance makes me blush.
I can’t resist your laugh, so free.

So when my yielding flesh would be
your prey, with which my blood does flush
— remember what it is you see.
Forgive my dancing pulse its rush.

Though sorely frightened I may be,
I ache to know your tender brush,
which turns into a greedy crush
— I long to feel you biting me!
Your smile beguiles my flesh, you see.

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POETIC FORM INFO:

The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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Hungry Moon (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD poem)

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that first meal we shared
at a full moon table with
silent dueling pianos
your blue wolf eyes
across the narrow table
nervous smile dancing
over a barely touched
plate of french fries

the waitress laughed
as at her question
you insisted on paying
we could not swallow
more than a few bites
but as you held my hand
I was so hungry the world
could see it on my face

the full moon closed
within days — for weeks
I wondered to myself
what that might mean
now I know, that night
you left that place with
the moon on your arm

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #16:

For today’s prompt, write a poem about (or at) a food establishment. You could pick on a chain like Taco Bell or McDonald’s, sure, but maybe there’s a local favorite–or some special dive. Heck, maybe that place where you took your first date or got your first job. Have fun with it, and if you need to do a little research, go out for something to eat.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-16

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Boilermaker

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She plays with fire
the way I play in ink.
Her blood is iron
and she knows the
heat of the forge–
it rages in her bones.
She is a poem,
written on I-beams,
a dozen stories high–
a rare breed, wolf
and metal-witch–
and I struggle
to find the words,
to describe her
as she burns.

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Listen to Boilermaker —

Warning

BEWAREWOLF

I have teeth
and I will cut you.
Be afraid —
I will hurt you.
Walking the streets,
I want my fill.
Light my fire and
I will find you —
take this warning.

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Found Poetry Review (FPR) Challenge – IMPROMPTU #1 – Guest Poet Patrick Williams created and offered a Random Prompt Generator. Check Out the Post here:

http://www.foundpoetryreview.com/blog/impromptu-1-patrick-williams/

My elements were as follows:
PW FPR 1 Prompt Screen
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Belief (a quatern)

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I do believe in wolves, it’s true.
It may not seem that much to you:
to say the truth that I’ve come to
— is that they love like very few.

And when I say — like it is new —
that I believe a wolf is true,
I’m speaking of a person, who
has a wolf-heart, of truest hue.

She looks at me like she could chew
right through my skin. She will pursue!
Oh, I believe she’ll catch me — true.
It’s in her eyes. I’m in her view.

But she’ll defend me, jump into
whatever fight some fool calls due.
She’s fierce and strong. It’s time you knew.
— I do believe in wolves, it’s true.

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POETIC FORM: QUATERN

16 lines broken up into 4 quatrains (or 4-line stanzas). Each line is comprised of 8 syllables. 1st line is the refrain (R). In the 2nd stanza, the refrain appears in the 2nd line; in the 3rd stanza, the 3rd line; in the 4th stanza, the 4th (and final) line. There are no rules for rhyming or iambics.

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Your Eyes (a quatern)

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There’s a wolf behind your blue eyes —
I see her there, past the disguise.
These waves of lust my soul capsize,
and none can hear my alarmed cries!

I’ve found to my own soul’s surprise —
That there’s a wolf behind your eyes.
To look away would be unwise.
And so I stare — and analyze.

I feel my hunger paralyze.
This ache it seems is emphasized,
by the wolf-stare — behind your eyes.
I can’t take flight, or find the skies.

My wings they twitch, and long to rise.
and yet, I know you — my demise.
I’ll dance with pain and agonize,
to feed the wolf in your blue eyes.

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POETIC FORM: QUATERN
16 lines broken up into 4 quatrains (or 4-line stanzas). Each line is comprised of 8 syllables. 1st line is the refrain (R). In the 2nd stanza, the refrain appears in the 2nd line; in the 3rd stanza, the 3rd line; in the 4th stanza, the 4th (and final) line. There are no rules for rhyming or iambics.

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Carnivore (a quatern)

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There’s something fierce, inside my head.
It keeps me restless in my bed.
My mind is dangling by a thread —
a monster clamors to be fed.

My skin is crawling, flushed and red.
a hunger cries, inside my head —
it sears my thoughts, like white hot lead.
It calls all night, like books unread.

I need to be consumed and bled,
to slake my thirst — don’t be misled!
It’s fierce — this urge, inside my head.
I’ve trembled, and my needs I’ve pled–

I’ve longed for you, here in my bed.
I wake and ache, alone instead.
Come find me here, as I have said —
and meet this beast, inside my head.

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POETIC FORM: QUATERN

16 lines broken up into 4 quatrains (or 4-line stanzas). Each line is comprised of 8 syllables. 1st line is the refrain (R). In the 2nd stanza, the refrain appears in the 2nd line; in the 3rd stanza, the 3rd line; in the 4th stanza, the 4th (and final) line. There are no rules for rhyming or iambics.

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