Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Howl at the Moon

She steps
into the open
no longer
sheilded by
her trees
throwing her
head back
to howl
at the moon

#28daysofwriting day 9

Thoughts for the moment. I'm not sure if I want this to be a completed poem yet. Post your comments below. I would love to know your thoughts on this.


  1. its interesting you ascribe the trees to her as if she owns them..

  2. it's wonderful as it stands~ however as good poetry always does, it inspired words from me~

    the branches become
    safety's arms
    yet she can see
    through the open spaces
    between the leaves
    that one day
    she will have
    to venture forth
    from beneath
    this haven~