The Cry Of The Wolf

That cold gray mist descends upon the vast vacancy that is this marsh landthe bugs with the birds and toads sing the songs in nature’s plan. The Wolf cries informing all creatures below the hunt as begone, The Pack ensures dinner will be served before the night is done. Blood and flesh mingle with brokenContinue reading “The Cry Of The Wolf”

The Strength Of The Emblem I Saw

In nature’s magnificent agile aerial play, the Bald Eagle’s majestic midair display Lured aloft by the warm thermal winds, our national symbol it speaks from within This soaring streaking strength of claw the raptor’s shrill the rodent never saw This powerful plunging plumage on prey bloodstained beak and talons on its way Pairs of featheredContinue reading “The Strength Of The Emblem I Saw”