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The Blue Wolf (R)

The blue wolf howls, to the midnight sky trapped by an awesome curse. He dared to love a maiden fair and some called their love perverse. He sang to her night after night as the copper moon rose high. and she’d sit upon her window box and weep at his lonesome cry. He longed for her; as the blushing rose longs for the morning sun. She swore, that if she was barred from him She would love no one. She walked out into a stony field and called him with her song It mattered not what others said A love like theirs ~ could not be wrong. He laid her down on the emerald ground jaws fastened at her nape and though she bowed to him willingly they dared to call it rape. They found them there on the sacred soil and they grabbed her in their greed. She begged them not to hurt him thighs moist with blood and seed. They tied him to the ground And he never did protest; For they held her by her golden hair a knife pressed to her breast. They spilt her blood upon him as they cast their loathsome spell. They bound him to a mystical stone forever there to dwell. Now the angry wolf howls blood red from his prison in the rock waiting…  for only true love’s tears Will his faithful soul unlock. Patricia Gibson-Williams

Copyright © May 2005 Patricia Gibson-Williams

Additional Notes:
This poem was written based upon a polished rock I saw. I wish I could have bought the stone with it's swirl of blue's, grey's and red on a black background. The artist had cut and polished the stone only to find the "Blue Wolf" trapped within. I was inspired to tell the tale of how he got there.


This Poem was Critiqued By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2005-06-05 15:55:24
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.53191
It's too bad that you didn't buy it, but maybe it's still around. Maybe you'll find it. I did with one such painting.I also have a wonderful painting done by an Inuit artist of a wolf, and the colours and hues are blue! It's one of my favs. Anyway, I love this story. It's very evocative...very mythical. Kinda makes me wish I could rub that stone and release him from his prison. Rhyme works well here except a bit of a stumble 3rd stanza last line could use one more word to make better symmetry ... well you know what I mean (don't you?). What is the (R) there for? Is it re-written, registered, or re something? Thanks. I enjoyed this one.


This Poem was Critiqued By: Duane J Jackson On Date: 2005-05-28 06:42:23
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.88372
Hi Patricia, The mythical story of the 'Blue Wolf' will not only be etched in the stone that locks its soul but in the mind of the reader as the ultimate testament to true love and folklore. Based on a well-constructed rhyme scheme, this poem unfolds with a sense of drama and suspense, gripping the reader to partake in its unwrapping and magical climax. When one uses rhyme, the priority is always to ensure that the rhyme scheme adopted is never forced and my hat's off to you for ensuring that this scheme is music to the ears of the reader. The setting is well-crafted, bringing the stage alive - (copper moon, window box, stony field, emerald ground, jaws fastened at her nape, thighs moist with blood and seed, golden hair, knife held to her breast, etc). Imagery was vivid and effectively executed. Of course, in a dramatic piece such as this, audio would have its role to play as well - (the blue wolf howls, he sang to her night after night, weep at his lonesome cry, called him with her song, the angry wolf howls blood red, etc). I liked the use of alliteration in 'sacred soil' - verse 6. Adding to the mystical and magical story behind the 'Blue Wolf', is the message one finds behind the drama and heroisms of both the girl and the wolf who held true to their emotions in the face of the stiffest opposition. Love is blind. And there would be no doubt in anyone's mind that a testament such as the one in the piece be secured in the most beautiful of objects - 'the stone with it's swirl of blue's, grey's and red on a black background.'. I was thoroughly immersed in this piece, Patricia. Very well-written!! Hope to read more of your work in the future. Take Care, Duane.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas H. Smihula On Date: 2005-05-27 07:43:47
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Patricia, Love the italics and the first stanza brings the reader into the thought. It is hard to pick a favorite stanza but the first seemed to catch this eye. Rhyming so smoothe, telling the story so well. I see dawn and the brightness of love realeased at first light. A love not allowed by others, although given without question. Another of the outstanding poems within the group this month. Thanks for sharing this with us and giving us a story along with the poem. Well done. Thanks, Thomas
This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2005-05-10 19:25:28
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Poet.....Thank you for posting this most unusual tale.........well structured, good word flow which kept this reader looking for more.......love, sad but true, takes on many forms and avenues........ When I first saw the title it reminded me of Mother's Day morning and how a silver gray wolf appeared in my backyard.......his story is not a tale of love but greed for he stole my Henrietta and now Big Jake struts alone........another love story perhaps different in form and nature.......the stone you speak of must be a work of art......beauty in creation, did you take a picture of it while you could? Will you do a sequel to this tale? It might be worth the try. Thanks for posting and sharing this with us.........be safe in your journeys, God Bless, Claire
This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2005-05-10 17:31:13
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Patricia, A bit unusual, contraversial to be sure. I know love can inhabit every realm, and maybe go beyond. I've seen different animal species with such devotion to the other. How can their 'love' and affection be wrong? Your poems done well. The meters off a bit/especially some rhyme lines.[which would flow the read] longs for the morning sun.[6] She swore, that if she was barred from him She would love no one.[5] I wonder the type of rock?[geode] I like his 'soul unlock'. It's like a fairy tale. Good job, shake em up! Dellena
This Poem was Critiqued By: Wanda S. Thibodeaux On Date: 2005-05-08 09:10:34
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.00000
Dear Patricia, You have such a fine touch with poems like these. Your talent is more obvious with each one I read. This subject matter is new to me. Very interesting. Was this a story you made up or is it really a mythical tale from the stone ages? Either way, you have done a marvelous job of poetics here, your rhyme is perfect (as in your other work). I prefer free verse it seems, unless you write it. I love your gentleness in the use of rhyme, it seems effortless, always the right word choices. Because of the subject, I do hope it is only a myth and the artist simply added the "Blue Wolf" image, using his artistry to create a story such as this. None of that takes away from your gift of writing, you nailed the story and told it as only you can, superbly! Great piece! Best Always, Wanda
This Poem was Critiqued By: Audrey R Donegan On Date: 2005-05-08 01:36:03
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.57143
Patricia, I believe this is the first poem of yours that I have read. Let me just say that you have a nack for storytelling. This piece flows evenly from begining to end and you stick to structure well. One tiny suggestion would be to put a comma after 'fair' in the 3rd line, first stanza and take out the 'and' in the fourth line, first stanza. Either way, I enjoyed this read. Nicely done. Audrey
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