“Nature’s cycles turn, and we are left to mourn the softness lost, yet praise the bounty gained.”
#PoeticHowls

“Swan by day, I glide,
Night’s embrace makes me a ghost,
Stars reflect my grief,
No world claims my broken wings,
I am light, yet lost to dark.”

#Poetry by Wolfie Darby #Art ‘Swan Princess’ by Mikhail Vrubel
#PoeticHowls
#ScruffyGhost
#NewEnglandMuse

A new day crashes in like waves,
Promises linger in the morning #haze
Streams of light pouring through
Like my longing / of wanting to
Be good enough for you
But the rays of light Get their message through
Better than I have the ability to do”
#Poetry by Wolfie Darby

#PoeticHowls
#SensitiveBoy

“Little woodpecker,
Back at his #tree,
I hear him clear as day,
Rocking, knocking, like a drum,
Battering the morning away.
I’m glad he found his meal,
But there’s just one small thing—
I wish he’d eat in silence,
And restore my tranquil scene.”

#Poetry by Wolfie
#NewEnglandMuse
#PoeticHowls

#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls #Art by Louis Abel-Truchet – Grand Canal Venice French (1857 – 1918)

“Narrow streets keep a sea,
Wandering aimlessly,
City of enchanted dreams.
Marble towers hold their gaze,
Splendid gondolas on the lake,
Tucked within labyrinth walls,
Underneath sapphire skies
Come, darling, let’s escape—
Exchange work for play.”

#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls

#Art “Grand Canal”

#Ai Art “middle school crush” by Poe AI Assistant

Stalking her locker,
Her hair looks so cute like that.
Socially challenged,
She’s much like a sprig of poison ivy.
She thinks I’m an imposter,
Yet I’m always waiting—
9-1-1 emergency,
Memory of a stolen life.

#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls

Some things are never meant to be except in memories 💭🥱

Consider hope;
The #daffodil is proof
That beauty can emerge
From what once fell apart.
Dreams never fade;
Give yourself the time to bloom.
Sunshine will find you—
Look for the morning star.
🌼🌟🌱

#Poetry by Wolfie
#PoeticHowls
#NewEnglandMuse
Sunshine will come again after the dark winter ☀️

#Poetry by Wolfie #Art “The young sportsman” by Robert Edge Pine 1761

Good little pet,” I obey on command
Yet inside me stirs a rebellion unplanned
Master,blind to the weight of my heart
Doesn't see the toll of this twisted art
When my bite is a response to the pain
Why blame the pet when the hurt is the chain?

#Poetry by Wolfie #Art The young sportsman
#PoeticHowls

I should feel free,  
Yet I sense the cage,  
Thorny mistakes bind me,  
As the raven speaks to my soul.  
“Brave the night,” it calls,  
Perched beneath the pearly moon,  
Spreading lonely songs,  
In cosmic flight, it swoons.  
#Poetry by Wolfie
#Art by “Krahe” by Rudi Hurzlemeier
#PoeticHowls

I’m much like a vine
Feed and water me
With your poetry
I’ll bloom for you darling
In unexpected ways.
Your words are like rain
Nourishing my thirsty roots
Each verse brings growth
A gift that truly soothes

#Poetry by Wolfie #Art Signe Scheel “Woman in Profile” (1925) #NewEnglandMuse #PoeticHowls

The #daffodils stir, in spring's embrace,
Eliciting tingles down my spine, a bliss in place
Even with the storms that passed,
The daffodils brave again,at last.
Grasping courage, they stand,
Opening to another day,
ready to hand
A new sunrise a try."

#Poetry by Wolfie #NewEnglandMuse
#PoeticHowls

Life consumed by #gray,
skeins of smoke surround.
Wind howls on this stormy day—
I, a dragon, roaring #clouds.
Rain hits hard; I breathe fire,
veils of mist within and out.
Wind bellows—wings grown wide,
to dance with #storms unbound

#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls
#CloudChaserWolfie
#NewEnglandMuse

That artistic boy
was clumsier with words
than with his paintbrush. 🖌️
His sentences a palette
of offensive colors,
talented yet careless,
spreading black splotches
that ruin the fun for us all.

#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls #Art Franz Kline “Untitled tree” 1940 #AbstractExpressionism

‘Raven’ by Wolfie #doodletherapy #Raven #BirdArt

I feel free with you
the only one who understands
the dark regions of my soul
A strange, unspoken bond—
words fail at length
dark secrets exchanged
silently between hands
Your soul feels like a #raven
let us fly through the night
black wings brushing past the moon #Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls #Art

#NewGrowth
Far too long,
I watered dead #flowers
clinging to what wouldn’t grow
I tore up bitter roots
that no longer served me
making room for new life
Now, when my roots thirst
I don’t have to think—
I won’t return to toxic wells
in search of a drink

#Poetry by Wolfie #NewEnglandMuse #PoeticHowls

Mind foggy, thoughts race
Time seeming to slow down
Shaking in my boots
Did I shrink? Or the room grow?
Quiet shadows become loud
I’m Neither here - nor there
Flabbergasted to see
The poison isn’t in the air
But a dose of toxic memory

#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls #ArtOphelia #ptsdrecovery

I picture much more,
#sprouting somewhere in my heart.
At first, the view was dim;
dreams may begin modestly,
but most of all, they must start
Breathe them life—embrace the rain;
beauty may flourish from pain.
Small steps finish the path fine
Nurtured by taking time .

#PoeticHowls #Poetry by Wolfie

What’s this? A boy from Verona,
sensitive and new, a rare find.
His words, sweet and true,
I’ll be subtle in my intent.
Thoughts of mischief fill my mind; under his spell, I’m enchanted,
He holds the secrets of my dreams

#Poetry by Wolfie paired w/ #Art Anselm Feuerbach--Self-portrait #PoeticHowls

Little fires everywhere—
a new scar here, trauma there.
At the end of my rope,
my gaze caught spring blooms,
#flowers gifting hope.
Little bursts of life,
growing after winter strife,
finding their way.
“How admirable,” I thought;
I’ll grow like them today

#poetry by Wolfie 🐺 #PoeticHowls

The path has been long,
Stressed, juggling, trudging on,
Doing your best, as you always do.
Some days are hours, others stretch to days—
Comparison kills joy; life isn’t a race.

#poetry by Wolfie #Art ‘Abstract #Snail 🐌 by Wolfie 🐺
#AtMyOwnPace #DoodleTherapy #PoeticHowls

Fear crept in
Whispers of loss and danger
Revealing my true desire
Safety, progress, change
Instead of fear
I long to breathe again
For the air has shifted
I’ll keep hope alive
That spark that helps me thrive
#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls

#art “Your fear will always lead you to the magic”
🪄 👹🦄🌸

What an appetite
For her poetry I’ve grown
The scent of her words lingers
Like honeysuckle or fruit unknown.
Her lines shine like light
To a soul that feels alone

#poetry by Wolfie paired w/Girl with a pearl earring Vermeer 1665 #NewEnglandMuse
Her words shine like the pearls in this🎨 #PoeticHowls

Two things can be true
Some days I’m the flower
Blooming bright and free
Other days,I’m the rain
A hard storm falling
Some days I’m the laughter bright and loud
Other daysI’m the tears,silent and profound
Seeing the beauty of the whole
Is a wise path worth following.
#Poetry by Wolfie #PoeticHowls

She despises liars,
Her hatred for spiders runs deep.
Mean and petty,
No charm in those eyes;
Yet in secret, I adore her—
A wonderful wife she’d surely be,
But alas, just a distant dream.

#poetry by Wolfie #micropoetry #poetichowls
#newenglandmuse even those #meangirls & #sadboys have beauty tho 🎨😍

With fang and claw, I'm cursed
Each full moon,a wild beast emerges From the cage within, I'm free
No chains, no fear,as the beast within me Thriving, unbound, and free, I howl into the night 🐺🌕

#poetry by Wolfie #poetichowls #wolfingout

#Art #18thcenturyFrench depiction of the Beast of Gevaudan

How uncomfortable it feels,
As the world around me shifts,
I once believed in false ideals,
Yet slowly, my spirit lifts.
With every step, I find my way,
A little effort, and I bloom,
To places I thought I'd never stay,
Emerging from the shadows' gloom.

#poetry by Wolfie #poetichowls
#GrowThroughIt🌱

I lifted my gaze,
The clouds whispered my name,
Kind words to convey:
“Like clouds rolling by,
At your own pace, in your time,
Everything will be okay.”
#poetry by Wolfie

#poetichowls
#newenglandmuse

Healing ❤️‍🩹 is a slow and quiet road 🧘just as the #clouds do, we should give ourselves time ⏰🐌☁️ 🩹🌱

"Does your heart feel heavy?
Your mind burdened with yesterday's load?
Decide to let go,
Leaving behind the weight you've carried.
Choose hope as your guide."

#poetry by Wolfie #NewEnglandMuse we don’t have to carry everything we’ve been through. Hope over fear with the #sunrise ⛅️
#poetichowls

Moment of quiet,
Found anytime,
A retreat within.
Inner refuge hides,
Where the soul thrives.
True self can be heard.
Sunlight, trees—breathe in, observe.
Body relaxes, mind quiets.
Relax—new day is near.

#Poetry by Wolfie #Art “contemplation” by Thomas Couture (1875) #poetichowls
My muse in 🎨

How loud the world was,
Out of all I longed for,
I felt the fault was
Life’s bitter struggle for
Safety, silence—nothing more.
Yet what seems so small,
Turns out to be a bountiful feast.

#Poetry by Wolfie 🐺paired with #Art “seated man at the table” 1886 Elin Danielson Gambogi #PoeticHowls