Another poem of an image/title. Golden-eyed and baying...
Reminds me of going to visit friends in the desert outside Phoenix (years ago, before urban sprawl ate it), sitting atop their mobile home at dusk under a full honey-colored moon, and howling to set the coyotes off on their own feral chorus.
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I myself feel at ease when I hear the call of the wild.
This looks like the sky is cracking, nice trick for a howling moon, at least now I know what that sound is I've been hearing.
Fascinating!
Another poem of an image/title. Golden-eyed and baying...
Reminds me of going to visit friends in the desert outside Phoenix (years ago, before urban sprawl ate it), sitting atop their mobile home at dusk under a full honey-colored moon, and howling to set the coyotes off on their own feral chorus.
i love this dog
This is fantastic.
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