Writing practice/Morning motivation

Howling, he stood On the boulder The world shook Everytime he cried, harder Thick was his hide And pelage That moved like fire Time has come, Vengeance, his desire Nothing seemed to stop him Not even the world entire Clouds conquered the skies His path, a wild fire Leaving the pack behind, It's death, he…

The call

A doleful call, Like a perturbing fall, Is it a dream? How true was that scream? Through the door, From the corners, I heard someone, Urging me, to abandon, All the values I had, every connection, Causing dysfunction, From the pages of the book, From the patio's nook, My soul floating elsewhere, heard the call,…