Hello, wolf cubs,I know it's been a long while and any of my past followers are probably fed up with the fact that I've announced I'd be returning in the past and shortly after disappeared again. This has happened many times for me over the past few years, and why is that? Well, I think … Continue reading Back Turning the Gears
The chief task in life is simply this: to identify and separate matters so that I can say clearly to myself with are externals, not under my control, and which have to do with the choice I actually control. Where then do I look for good and evil? Not to uncontrollable externals, but within myself … Continue reading Thoughts on Stress and Anxiety
Hello dear friends, wolf cubs and fellow bloggers,I know that I've told you all that I am returning to blogging and sure enough, I will be. However, I will be changing the style of my blog from less of a random creative writing and personal blog to something more professional. It's always been a dream … Continue reading A Change of Focus for Blog of the Wolf Boy – I Want Your Thoughts
As I close my eyes--I conjure up--a bright n' warm Spring day, where I watch a grassy meadow roll--like the waves that churn the sea. And I spend time fawning over flowers beneath the canopy of a mighty tree, then while I sit there, budding blossoms bloom, to fill the air with their perfume. And … Continue reading An Ode to Spring
Daughter dear, I can feel you here. You have a long way forward but my end is near, And when I'm gone, release those fears, Let them wash away with that stream of tears. Let them wash away with that stream of tears... For you have tremendous strength in you, A capable mind and a … Continue reading Set Me Free
Darkness, Darkness, Darkness Drape nothing but black velvet before my eyes And hide me from the reality which I've seen before me. Creatures darker than the nights skies, With terrible glowing lenses through which they see. Ugly horrible things that prey upon the living, They tear the fleshy sinew clear from their bones. The blood … Continue reading Darkness, Darkness, Darkness
Where Shadows Cannot Reach (House of Heart) Without you I've become narrow. In your absence I've forgotten how to love and autumn is an ache beneath my ribs crumbling like my world the last time I saw you. I have captured your voice, reassembled it in my throat so as not to forget the … Continue reading Shadows and Reconciliation – Poetry Collab (Ft. Holly of House of Heart)
What love had built it had also destroyed Blocks fortified strong in mighty heart From whence lay not but an empty void And yet before true love could make its start Fate did separate myself and my sweetheart So down come those tumbling blocks we'd built Lying dismally dashed upon the ground apart Lost love … Continue reading Love As Fresh As A Morning Dew
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, which me, that I see, is the clearest of all? The best of me that I choose to see, or the ugly me, that I hate to be? The one who hides inside of me, or the man I share so proudly? Less and less as these days pass can … Continue reading Mirror, Mirror, On the Wall
Break these heavy chains from off my wrists - shatter these restraints and burst my cysts. You've tied me down and pushed me 'round to act like a Queen who's been self-crowned. Days have passed living beneath your authority, democratically contributing to us as a minority. Just a present-being begging for equality, but with no … Continue reading The Mountain’s Peak
A blackbird soars silently through the thick of the great blue sky, Every evening collecting simple filaments for its regular roosts repairs, Every day the bird becomes witness to the homes of humans in its eyes, Every human displays a history beneath the space the fowl shares. A blackbird passes pleasingly peering into the lives … Continue reading The Black Bird Soars
The Silk Curtain Drops (The Wolf Boy's Poem) The silk curtain gently drops The ticking of the clock stops The last glass of fresh water Last breath before the slaughter A fading smile from a loved child A million memories run wild All consuming lack of everything All-knowing void of anything Recycle ingredients, soul by … Continue reading Life’s Silk Curtain Drops Ft. Brad – Common Sensibly Speaking
When Heaven shines its light upon me, I'll not be weighed down by my fears, or the tears of my past fading behind me. Instead, I'll look forward towards a blinding light, knowing that this time was never taken from me, but granted freely, as this time was never truly mine, and only graciously extended … Continue reading His Once More
(The Wolf Boy's part) Took a boat into the Ocean, but ended swept up in a storm. The vessel tumbled while in motion, now I'm lost and all forlorn. Riding on the waves, as they rhythmically crash and break. On a life raft for many days, unable to make but one mistake. ~ The turquoise … Continue reading Lost at Sea – Poetry Collaboration ft. Sarika
A day like this will not be missed, until he lies next to his grave. Wishing for all the time that he'd tasted, yet in the midst of pain, laid waste to it. T'was a struggle like many others, under a blanket of self-doubt, he'd lay smothered. Second-guessing and re-contesting himself. Labeling himself as broken, … Continue reading -=He’s bro/ken=-
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