My brother, Canis Lupus be,
Teaching skills of great aware,
Has stride in times uncertain,
Feast or famine, not a care.
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Some poems conjure up a series of definite pictures and others leave me with a 'feeling', an 'atmosphere'. Your series is in the latter category. Geoff, I have just read all three parts and am left with a feeling of peace, being at one with nature, and a sense of spirituality. A wonderfully primeval piece of writing. And I see that I was on the right track (if you'll pardon the pun) about which path you'd take. Love, Fran xx
Quite th' accomplishment, my good friend....This series has been inspiring & i think in general, that poets that can tell a long tale, should think about doing a series, rather than taking a story that has a lot of specifics that the reader should be made aware of, and then stuffing it all into a 20-30 line poem...Great Job, GooD sIR! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
Really nice piece Geoff...love the name..Sir Lupus! Hugs, Dee
Francesca is right you have rendered an atmosphere in this series of poems. I have visited and camped at Algonquin Park, canoeing the rivers and lakes. Thank you for bringing those memories up for me again. Excellent, Geoff. All the best, Diane