hey guys! this is for one of my favorite poets on here fiendplague! chapter 15 (i think, read all of them if you can!) of their poety collection inspired me to write this poem. i have had it written for a while but i was so behind on posting that it has taken a while to get posted lol.
fiendplague does not accept gifts, but i hope they read this because its amazing! (if you are reading this, google how because it's not difficult :) )
I hope you enjoy!
(See the end of the work for more notes.)
a wolf howling
at the moon prowling
in the night sky.
by itself on the hill
waiting for its jill
getting louder and louder.
others think it enjoys
making noise
by itself.
but all it craves
is to one day
have a pack.
a pack
that will have its back
on its worst days.
but it doesn’t now
even as it howls
as loud as it can.
Thanks for reading! <333