Howling Winter Wolves

The day is a gray one and bitter cold                                                                                           Wind slapping my face piercingly bold                                                                                             The snow is icy white, the top layer is hard                                                                                            My forced footsteps leave the service scarred

Not a sound is heard, noises freeze in mid air                                                                              Later the moon exposes that activity was their                                                                          Some rabbits, deer and even some wolf tracks                                                                     Leaving me to wonder, are they running in packs
 
Tired and hungry, I head back to my lodge                                                                               Safe, yet feeling there is something I just dodged                                                                looking out my window I see shadows prowling                                                                     There they are on the hill, I hear the wolves howling
Author Eileen Clark 2023
Painting by Eileen Clark

Fear In The Moonlight

The night is very dark with a slight summer breeze,
A shimmer of moon peeking through the branches of trees.
I hear another’s footsteps in the distance from behind,
Hopefully the owner is a person that’s very kind.

As I continue to walk further, a pounding in my heart,
The moon gets brighter as the clouds start to part.
I turn around as I hear the sound at a faster pace,
Gleefully I shout as the moon lights up my brothers face.

Author Eileen Clark 2015

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Happy Moon

I was kinda sad and low when I went to bed
Unhappy feelings swirling round in my head
Mama said I would feel much better tomorrow
A new day often seems to wash away any sorrow

I sure  don't know how that can possibly be
My best friend is really really mad with me
We had a terrible fight over such a silly thing
She even threw at me our friendship ring

I turned out the light and climbed into my bed
I need to tell her I'm sorry, words not easily said
As soon as I made that decision my heart felt free
And even the moon outside was smiling down at me

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image~Beautiful Art and Artist https://www.bopgun.com/illustrator-spotlight-lisa-evans/

Cookies and the Moon

Child Moon 

The child’s wonder
At the old moon
Comes back nightly.
She points her finger
To the far silent yellow thing
Shining through the branches
Filtering on the leaves a golden sand,
Crying with her little tongue, “See the moon!”
And in her bed fading to sleep
With babblings of the moon on her little mouth.

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by Carl Sandburg

Time & Cookies

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Time quickly goes away,

like cookies on a plate.

Maybe if we bake some more,

We can make time wait.

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Author Unknown

 

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Man in The Moon

Man in The moon

Moon in your splendor,
Shine your light on me,
Blue moon, half moon,
Makes no difference,
You see, to me you will always be
The man in the moon,
Who lights the way, for my love,
So he can open my heart with his key.
Man in the moon, silvery moon
Light my life with thee.

Melba Durham