The Sleeping Wolf (New Poetry)

Ron Koppelberger

The Sleeping Wolf

Careless in shivery passion, the sleeping wolf bidden by the

fancy of illusive shadows and breaths of fall silhouette,

in divine twilight fires of mischief, chaste in revolutions,

by curious scarlet souls in the chill of moldering sap and

lichens in hues of amber and ageless sympathies of gray.

by the depth of alabaster moons and frayed tatters of

summer perfume, declared in ethereal bones and perfect seasons

of time, in bursting caravans of temper, the will of ghosts

and phantasms in sweet whispering balance, by the mystery of legendary

drama in delicate sips of honey.