Poems About: HOWL

In this page, poems on / about “howl” are listed.

  • 49.
    Wolf's Cry

    Like a wolf that howls at the moonlit skies
    I beseech you to remove her from my eyes
    And remove from me the sweet madness of love
    As the wolf howls at the skies above. read more »

    Krantol Northic
  • 50.
    weather

    The darkness blacks out the sky
    The clouds fly by
    The lightning sparks like a lighter
    The moon makes the sky brighter read more »

    freddy roach
  • 51.
    Howl

    'Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul! '
    —Allen Ginsberg, 'Howl'

    It was chilly. read more »

    Hanque O . . .
  • 52.
    Dog Lashing

    Strong winds are howling
    Like hungry wolves prowling
    Lightning striking from far, far away read more »

    Midnights Voice
  • 53.
    Book of the calm 6. Go softly into the bitter night

    Go fairy boy
    Go softly into
    The bitter night
    And the howling wind read more »

    BanishedFairy (a.k.a ngaka motaung)
  • 54.
    Dogs bark

    Dogs bark and howl,
    But they don't just do that,
    Dogs chase sticks,
    They catch twigs, read more »

    Hannah Smith
  • 55.
    The Madman's Song

    Oh, let us howl some heavy note,
    Some deadly-dogged howl,
    Sounding as from the threatening throat read more »

    John Webster
  • 56.
    Life Story

    The flower wilts,
    The grass sways,
    Life is bare and cold. read more »

    Nicholas Lim
  • 57.
    Howling Wolves

    Howling wolves by a stream
    eyes flickering in the moons gleam
    the Alpha male stands proud and tall
    dirrecting his packs aggressive call read more »

    White Tiger
  • 58.
    The Wolf In Me

    The wolf in me,
    it wants to come out.
    Come out and howl.
    Howl at the moon. read more »

    Ninja Soul
  • 59.
    Magic

    In the deep dark night
    There is a faint glow
    The wave of a hand
    Makes swirling mischief read more »

    Joanne Lee (fkumc)
  • 60.
    Eye of the Sea

    Tattered flags hover the howling waves of the ocean’s tide,
    In hopes that the deities will hear their prayers and travel by their side,
    The storm rages from dusk to dawn and the ferocious winds sound with the loudest of cries, read more »

    Kurt Kacich
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