http://slow.writerscafe.org/MidgeMarie27 The original writings of author Midge Marie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776363151 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This poem is about taking time out for yourself and reflecting on your life and seeing what you want changed about it. I hope you like it! Please comment and tell me your opinion on my poem! :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1847257/ A wolf cried at midnight.It’s howl echoed throughThe mountains, masked in snow.Sadness filled my bones As her cry pierced my soul. For i knew instantlyThis was a cry of heartache.Man has always viewed the beastAs soulless and barbaric. Man, once again, has gotten it wrong.A wolf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1714928/ Dusk has fallen upon me and the nightmare starts once more. My mood is cold and bleak for I know this ship I am sailing is destined to fail against this torrential storm.This reoccurring dream is drenched in darkness with no hope to be foundIn between these ruthless waves.What I have done .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1168209/ Ibelong to the forest,Ibelong to the wind and the trees.Ibelong to the stars and the moonlit sky.Oh,how I have missed the woods, with its angelic beauty.Ithas such a rustic and alluring appeal.Iadmire the trees, Ilove the way they sway with the breeze.Oh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1158366/ I will one day known and known well.I may fall one thousand times,Though I shall rise one thousand more. And I shall call out my own name to the worldAnd they echo it back to me in reverence. And I shall be remembered forever and eternity.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1132436/ I Welcome the Dead,For they can teach me what noLiving Man  can.They have lived their livesAnd their lives are through.I fear not their souls, But their words andTheir Piercing Eyes.For the Truth maySting more thanA thousand lies.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1132428/ I wanted to be a poet, but I couldn't find the rhyme.I wanted to be a writer, but couldn't find the time.I wanted to be a lover, but no one would love me to the end.I wanted to marry, but I was always just the friend.I wanted to be a mother, but I never had a lover.I wanted to see the world, but I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1101194/ I want to go where man has not.I want to see a place where man has not touched.I want to witness a sight where there is no trace of man.I want to watch the wild wolf run.I want to see the animals as they truly are, God’s creations.Not some monsters as man knows them.The beasts are not outside;.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1100512/ Through the Alley we may go.To our secret place that they do not know.Let us be, let us be.To that secret place we may go.Through the gate, hide the key, just you and me.See and smell the wildflowers. Here, no one can tame them.Wild and free, just you and me.The birds sing a lullaby.For just you and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1100508/ My Heart is a Poet, it beats against my chest like a drum keeping rhythm. Beating and RhymingRhyming and BeatingMy Heart speaks for my Soul.This is where my Poetry is born.My Heart, the Father, and My Soul, the Mother.My Heart is a Poet, it beats against my chest like a drum keeping rhythm. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1100505/ Free, like the WolfI want to be free, like the Wolf.Like my brother the Wolf  I to have been caged by rumor and assumption.I need to break free of theses chains that society has forced me to wear.I have had the taste of freedom and it is sweet.Now these chains and shackles are once again scrat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1100502/ I am Inspired by the Trees.How they sway and grow.But even they are chained to the ground.I am inspired by the birds.How they fly so freely.But even they tire and must return from the sky.I am inspired to live, But even I must die. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MidgeMarie27/1100499/