As I sit,alone in the night,
near a fire,to fight winter's bite,
I hear the sounds of the forrest tonight,
I peer from the darkness,across the firelight,
shadows moving,within the soft moonlight,
the hair on my neck,standing in fright,
the wolves of fate,do they ready the fight,
all alone on this cold winter night...

I stand to await these wolves of fate,
scarred from their bites,fighting their hate,
wonders what now,has come from them late,
digging their holes,changing their own fate,

I stand quietly,my hand on a blade,
waiting the charge from choices they made,
the Owl gives a screech,lands on his tree,
the errie cries reach,and echos to me,
alone on his pirch,watching over to see,
animals of the forrest,encircling me,
feet on the ground,sounds all around,
silent in the night,the stars abound,
all of a sudden,a deafening hush,
no sound was made from the dark brush,
hair standing on end,face reddened and flush,
I tense for the fight,awaiting the rush,
the animals did part,and made a trail,
deer didn't start,wolf wagging it's tail,

Alone she apeared,with her golden eyes,
as she neared,was my lone surprize,
the animals knew,now I realize,
reflections of true,in her golden eyes,
passions that grew,from her soft gaze,
that cut through the fire,and smokey haze,
passions grew higher,for her charming ways,
love can't deny her,her nudity sways,
dancing by my fire,as she only plays,
teasing my heart in her lonely ways,
promising love,and passionate days,
silently giving in as my body sways,
ripples on the lake,as her moonlight plays,
passion grips me,as her nudity stays,

this woman of nature gives me a kiss,
showing me passion,and the love that I miss,
giving me hope for some day a true bliss,
helping me cope,longing for another kiss,
dance by the fire,in your natural wonders,
take from the clouds,lightning and thunders,
the animals start humming their quiet tune,
the crickets are strumming,playing the moon,
symphony of sound,as she dances around,
spinning her spells,my heart she has found,
how I long to feel her soft touch,
how I enjoy her dancing so much,
reading her words of passionate care,
fly with the birds,through the night air,
to dance by my fire,as if nothing were there,
passion grows higher,no fears anywhere,
I know all this must be in my head,
awoke in a sweat,alone in my bed,
alone in my dreams of passions play,
alone it seems,for another day...
Lonely Soul

ok,crickets...
the dance is over for now,go back home

Michael another Incredible Dance
Bravo!!!!!

That was wonderful Micheal I could see her.

Incredible work, Stand fast and the Lonely soul Is No longer lonely. The
bite of the wolf left a scar yet it does heal and as it does it
Strengthens the pack. The battles subside, blood is spilled no more.



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Thank You for reading,
and hope you enjoy this dance as I have,
I hope she reads this one too!

Friends are welcome to tag if they wish

this was last nights dream

it don't matter if you don't wanna tag...

it's cool,
just an invite to join in around a camp fire

Michael,,, Writing poems I can not do,,, But for the camp fire I am so
thier...

can you light a fire without a match?

I'll bet Terry knows


when camping,
always carry at least three bic lighters kids...
even a candle can give warmth...










































*Grass Hoppers*

Michael,,, The Fires Terry & I have started without a match,,, Now thier
is an incredible visual....
That visual I will keep to myself,,, Sharing is not always caring,,,, I
will say he needs no match...

Hi Sweet, another lovely poem
I loved the silly one too
Your talent is wonderful, soothing, soulful and heart felt.

Smiles,

Karen

inspirations brought on by my wish to live,
my love for life,and the wonders of nature

and it was fun to write too!

camping and bon-fires...
brings back memories

if it ain't th grass hoppers it's th circkets...

Great poem Micky,,,the wild and restless and wicked animals that WE all
are!!!

Thanx Terry...
glad you liked it
thanx for reading,and keep those matches dry!

very passonite and beautiful michael

good morning Terisa...