Thursday, January 27, 2011

ghost howls

   Noonday sun burns through the skylight,
       Brown eyes open wide with ire
   Upon hearing faraway
  a siren from an ambulance
     Sent into a daze,a trance
        She felt it rising in her throat
            A strangled howl,marred with emotion
               Her frail mind struggles with devotion
                To her spectral lupine friends
              She unleashes her inner wolf.

Yaay!Another poem!

 So I bought a thermos.It's all good except I'm amazed how an entire can of soup will fit in that tiny thing.We'll see.*evil laugh*



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