I wrote this about my best friend. I feel like there is something missing between us at times. I like to make people in my life into animals in my poetry. Partially because I can see animals in others but mostly because I don't want people knowing that I am writing about them XD In this case my best friend is a rabbit and I am an Elk (for the one line where it says it). The poem makes sense to me, I hope it will make sense with others. My Rabbit The wind blows hard these days Like ferocious ocean roar My closest friend, a timid Rabbit Her feet, frightened lapine paws across the woodland floor Don't flit away from your burrow When the hunter's dogs run and play Hungry souls have no eye for beauty And starving fangs will never go away It's amazing what the Elk sees When the Rabbit bows her head to dine The brave lapine child dances with predators Then is startled and gets lost in seas of pine She jumps from place to place Never staying a constant color When she is one way to my face She is a stranger to another When once we were as true as two could be There was never a fault in sight But my Rabbit keeps on changin' And I won't see her tonight Life cannot be lived by washing one's colors clean Or changing one's natural pelt But I'm losing her to forest madness I wish she knew how it felt... So run my fleet footed forest friend Run from every rumble in the wood When once you were pure and true You were truly misunderstood |