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Adrianna Martin

"The world is only as good as we believe it is. Believe in good and good triumphs every thime"

Middlebury, IN, USA
female, age 25
Speaks: english
Joined Oct 27, 2007

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The trap door

The trap door is open, I fall inside.
The pain is consuming,
The fire burning deep inside.
The trap door is open, My window is half closed.
I'm all alonne, in the shadows I hade.
From the bellowing on the other side.
The trap door is open, my heart is closed.
The unwilling memories stay inside as I dose.
Raindrops are falling in and out.
Darkness is falling over and about.
The dew is drying as I am dying.
The trap door is open,the chaos spills out.
The star of the sky of my heart flooded with darkness.
My color of green slowing tainted with black.
My world turns dark.
The trap door is closed.
-Adrianna Martin 12

Wolves why?
The wolves are almost gone.
They won't be here for long,
I love wolves, also doves.
God loves doves, God loves wolves.
So why are we driving them away?
Why don't we bring them back today?
-Adrianna Martin 13

Fly high butterfly
Fly free like a southern sea
Fly high Butterfly,
Because the world needs your silentce
Your kindness
-Adrianna Martin 11

Hunted� inspired by "The Hunters kiss" by Rasputina
A deer was sitting in a forest when a man apeared. She fled behind a fern bush. The man was indeed a hunter. The deer croached down. Staying completly still, she hardly breathed. The man had seansed the deer, and knew she was there. He went toward the bush.He moved around the tiny plant. There he saw the most beutiful thing he had ever�layed his eyes on. There lay the poor, defenceless chreature. The hunter was in love as soon as thier eyes meet. The hunter�had no reason why but he knew what he must do. He leaned�in close to the doe. He gave her a kiss, and then raised his arrow�to her. The arrow strok her. He turned without any remorce.There she lay. She had never felt anything like this love before. She began to sink in the grassy floor.
-Adrianna Martin 13

Freezing Cold
I watch the snow fall,

the flecks look like balls.

As I stand there I get very cold,

Suddenly I feel very old.

The glistening world of new.

All my years had past with the wind as it blew.

Recent but distance memories slip past my mind.

I wonder if for all these years I've been blind to the freezing cold of the outside world.

In my head so long,

At the world's mercy too long.

Time to join the world again .

The freezing cold world.

But it will be warm again.

Till then I'll be waiting in the freezing cold.

-Adrianna 13

The Queen's Castle


The world is a big jumbled up mess in the void of compassion.

The wind stirred around the front of the castle with a chill that would ride a man crazy.This castle, that no one had been in since the death of the Queen, two hundred years ago, stood all alone and it was lonely. So, by this time it was calling for someone, to rid it of this loneliness.

But the castle had a problem, no one came close enough for the magic to reach them. So the castle stood alone forever, calling, calling, moaning in pain, and eventually it silenced.

The castle's magic seeped into the earth. The castle that once had the heart of a Queen, that would last forever, now was falling apart because it had lost it's soul. The earth had finally captured the prize it had tried to seize since the Queen's death. Now the Queen really was lost.

Eventually, there was no sign that the castle had ever been there.
The people forgot about both the castle and the Queen. But, the earth never forgot. It had the Queen's soul. The earth thrived from that time on. And the world became normal again.

Maybe, no one else cares enough to remember them, but I do. That's why I write this. I will remember you who are reading this and them after time ends. I will remember when there is no one left to remember. May the earth take care of your soul. May the earth thrive and live forever more.

-Adrianna Martin 14

They are coming

there is stopping them.

They are coming to destroy everything.

We must change, for they are on their way.

The madness, the death of those who
don't deserve it.

Why must we be such monsters?

Wolves. do you see them?
We have
pushed them away.

The animals are leaving our messed up

They are coming to clean up our mess.

The cleaners are going to make US extinct.

Why can't you see what i see?

You think you can make our home
your dump?
With no consequences?

They will soon be here.

-Adrianna 13

When doves whisper
doves whisper,

Whales sing,

dolphins play.

When doves whisper,

Children laugh,

toddlers stand.

When doves whisper,

the sun shines,

the stars sparkle.

When doves whisper,

people talk,

coyotes growl,

wolves howl.

When doves whisper,

time stops.

When dives whisper,

peace will be.

-Adrianna 12

My Turn

The darkness is all around.
The screams flooding all around.
Why they do this I have no idea.
The chains are itching.
I see others go never to return.
I know soon it will be my turn.

-Adrianna 14


I write the songs of endless things,
I write th stories of old ones,
I hear the voice of everyone,
I hear the music of everything,
I will command the elements,
I will understand the animals,
I can use my power to rid the world of darkness,
but I can't alone.

-Adrianna 14

The ugly duck

Oh poor duck,
you used to be ugly,
people used to laugh
when you came around they made you feel down
and then one day,
you didn't look that way
and who shall say, hay?
them of course,
because next to you now they look like a horse.

-Adrianna 14

I hear unicorns

I saw her coming toward me in the night

Her with all her might

Ernest was the feeling I felt
And all I could do was stare

Right in the air a spiraling horn

Unicorn she may be

None the less
I'm in love with thee

Come toward me she did

Oh the bliss I felt that moment
Running hooves I heard

Not alone were we
She then thew up her mane and fled away with the rest of them.

-Adrianna 14


Though the fog I see his eyes,
the piercing stare,
I hear the shrieking cry,
of the raven
tainted black, wings cutting paced by my face,
A waking bear, came charging by,
out of the woods, and snatched the raven
The eyes are still there,
I raced away
no matter where I go they follow,
I will never escape.

-Adrianna 14


Fly high butterfly
Fly free like a southern sea
Fly high Butterfly
Because the world needs silence
Your kindness.

-Adrianna 12


I wish someone could tell me
What it is that I've done wrong,
Why I have to stay chained up
And left alone so long.

They seemed so glad to have me
When I came here as a pup.
There were so many things we'd do
While I was growing up.

They couldn't wait to train me
As companion and as friend.
They told me they would never fear
Being left alone again.

The children said they'd feed me,
Said they'd brush me every day,
They'd play with me and walk me,
If only I could stay.

But now the family hasn't time.
They often say I shed.
They wont allow me in the house,
Not even to be fed.

The children never walk me.
They always say, "Not Now!"
I wish that I could please them.
Won't someone tell me how?

All I have is love, you see,
I wish they would explain,
Why they said they wanted me
Then left me on a chain.

From The Detroit News 2/25/1999
Author Unknown

Good Luck Litany or Anything Can Be Good Luck if We Say So by Elizabeth Cunningham

It is good luck, of course, to see a rainbow, especially a double rainbow
It is good luck to see the sun shine on autumn trees against a black cloud
It is always good luck to watch the sunrise
It is good luck to see a hawk soar, especially in January light
and good luck to watch a flock of birds turn as one in the air
It is good luck to see bright red winterberries
It is good luck when a cat chooses to sit on your lap
and good luck when a dog lies on your feet
It is good luck to catch a falling leaf in your hand
and good luck to catch a snowflake on your tongue
It is good luck to watch the stars appear
and good luck when the moon is a young crescent and Venus is near
It is good luck to wake in the small hours and see the waning moon
good luck to glimpse the wafer moon in a bright blue sky
It is good luck to see the color of autumn leaves by full moon light
It is good luck to see the first snowdrop or crocus or the first clump of onion grass
It is good luck to hear spring peepers
and good luck to see the imprint of deer where they slept in meadow grass
It is good luck to see fireflies
It is good luck to find smooth sea glass
and good luck to find round black stones and stones that are half black, half grey
It is always good luck to find feathers, especially blue ones
It is good luck when small birds nest over your door
and good luck when snakes winter under your steps


Wolf Poems not by me

The Only Piece of Truth by Siobhan

This moon follower walks in twilight time,
chases down an unknown path, not stopping
to question the thrill of passion, catching
the curve of the moon, and pulls on her dreams.

I sit on the moon, cradled in her curve,
my perch precarious in the darkness.
Mesmerized by the movement below me,
hawk-like vision persuades me with light
and flickering shadows, that you exist.

I was unsure for so long, waking dreams
teased through daylight hours' reality
� left me with my own imagination
as the only piece of truth I could hold
until shade and illumination joined

One-way window into night by Feral

A woman too big for day is out there.
She moves
tree moves,
a shape against the stars

A woman too tall for this lake is walking
puddle to puddle.
She is skipping the hard parts.
She is laughing in rhythm with her heart.

A woman too wide and deep for everyday
is breathing the night in,
dancing the night fire,
singing the night song.

She is out there,
out there,
too big for the window,
too big for the door,
too big for the life she used to live.

Not too big for me.

They are the evilness,
The wicked seem to find.
The ones with the morbid thoughts,
Death never left behind.
No Empathy can exist,
In a mind such as this.
No feeling, no pain, just the will to hurt,
All that they come across.
They are the evilness,
The wicked seem to find.
We are the ones who fight such evilness�

Written from the heart by me....
Auther unknown

Yellow Eyes
Joan L. Van Vels

We've roamed the wild country
My beautiful yellow eyes,
Side by side we've hunted
Shadows dancing on northern skies.

There have been times of plenty
We were content and serene,
Peacefully sleeping
Dangers few and far between.

We've also known much hunger
Ribs protruding from each side,
Mournfully we howled
When our starving cubs had died.

And then there was our first winter
Romping thru the glistening snow,
Tasting each crystal snowflake
Falling gently to and fro.

Ah my dear, sweet yellow eyes
I've known no greater love,
Without you, I am nothing
Our wild souls are one.

And now you lay there dying
Steel jaws upon your frame,
Life's blood slowly seeping
I whimper your sweet name.

Helpless, I watch you struggle
Chest heaving with labored breath,
Steel jaws clenching tighter
Winds whisper the song of death.

The blood has now stopped flowing
I know the time is near,
And you will forever leave me
My love, my life, my dear.

And now my world is silent
Your struggles now have ceased,
I lay my head upon you
And know you are at peace.

Perhaps your soul has lifted
To skies where eagles soar,
And there you'll greet your brothers
To run with them forever more.

And someday I shall find you
In the heaven's so far above,
And when our wild soul's unite
There'll be no greater love.

To My Mama
Linda Xavier

For Debra - In Memory of Timber

When I hear you crying softly
In the middle of the night,
I want to tell you I'm o.k.
And everything's alright.

I didn't want to leave so soon
I barely got to grow,
But once my job on earth was done
I really had to go.

I don't want you to be sad for me
Cause I'm in a real nice place,
And anytime I want to
I can gaze upon your face.

In fact I'm feeling right at home
Someone's always yelling no!
And if it weren't for jumping clouds
I'd have nowhere else to go.

It's always very quiet here
Especially at night,
Until I burst into my wolf tune
And sing with all my might.

Tell Waylon and Shane Michael
To listen to the wind,
Cause when the moon is full
They'll hear the cry of their old friend.

Please give Jena and Sierra
A special hug from me,
I sometimes miss those carefree days
That came so easily.

I know what your doing, mom
And it really makes me proud,
I get so darned excited
That I howl right out loud.

Your plan to save the timber wolf
And all his family too,
Will leave a shining legacy
Of the life I shared with you.

Now all of you get ready
To share a family hug,
Give dad a big wet sloppy one
While he's pinned down on the rug.

When you think of me - smile,
Timber Love

Shay Tankersley

For my sister Debra - In memory of Timber

Free of spirit, body and soul
To her heart there was no key,
Captured by nothing, nothing at all
I wonder even by me.

In her veins ran the ultimate symbol
Of triumph over time,
Her beauty was a picture
Of the perfect design.

Her eyes held the ghost of ancestors
That roamed before,
Strength, courage and grace
She was to the core.

High upon a mountain
She now stands so regally,
A wisp of wind, she fades away
But not from my memory.

Amber Eyes
Rebecca Dupuis

With amber eyes
he watches.
Over his pack,
his family.
Strong together
as they hunt
for survival.

With angry eyes
he sees.
Fences across land,
men with guns,
and a thrill.
He only kills
to survive.

With sad eyes
he looks.
At sharp traps,
the soft furs
of his pups.
They didn't run
to survive.

So he asks,
why did he

Dakota Storm

It is midnight... the in between time... between night and day.
The wind is warm and I hear the stream just beyond the tall grass.
You have walked ahead of me, but not too far.
You are my protector.
We stop and sit by the water�s edge.
You lay your head on my thigh and are still.
The night is ours and I stroke your soft fur...
You are my companion.
Soon you stand and walk to the edge of the water to stand on a tall rock
You raise your regal head and sing to the moon
I am awed at the beauty in your song.
You are my soul
We will walk this path together until the time the spirit world calls.
If am first I will wait for you and listen for you to call to me
And if the Creator allows, I will find you...
For you are my... forever.

Copyright Dakota Storm 3/11/04

Silent Paws
Jerri K. McCann

Silent paws trotting
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.

Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?

He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.

Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?

His stomach is growling
but the hunger he�ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it�s their blood he smells for sure.

He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.

But still there�s no answer
he can�t understand why,
he�ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.

For days now he�s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.

Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.

What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?

The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it�s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.

The Cry
Karen Evans

He stands alone at the top of the hill
And sings his mournful cry,
His mate and cubs are missing
He's not certain why.

He had been out hunting
Was gone for only a day,
And hurried back with empty jaws
So scarce now was their prey.

He wasn't gone long
Eager to get home,
But the den was cold and empty
And he sensed something was wrong.

The smell of man was everywhere
With footprints in the dirt,
And blood shed from his family
He knew they had been hurt.

He sat and waited day by day
With hopes they would return,
There wasn't much he could do
Except quietly sit and yearn.

Why would man come all this way
To hunt and shoot them down,
To interrupt their quiet lives
When no harm had been done?

Their territory plainly marked
And not once did they stray,
For they would rather starve to death
Than to get in man's way.

The smell of chickens, cows and sheep
Were so tempting at times,
But instincts warned not to hunt them
Or they would lose their lives.

And so they lived a quiet life
Existing on small game,
Careful it was only wildlife
And nothing man had tamed.

So he could find no reason
For the blood shed on that day,
So peacefully they lived here
So far out of man's way.

Maybe they'd be coming back
His cubbies and his mate,
Wolves are mated once for life
So he would sit and wait.

That was many moons ago
And they have not come back,
But he will not stop hoping
For the reunion of his pack.

He now knows men are murderers
But still does not know why,
And every night he climbs his hill
And sings his mournful cry.

The Pair
Robert Ellis

Running Pair
He and she
Coats of white
They live to be
A matched set
Mates for life
Across frozen creeks
And fields of white
They fear no creature
Great or small
Side by side
They defeat them all
Love and devotion
Bonded together
in this life or the next
Always forever
Not just bodies
But hearts mated too
A pair of White Wolves
Me...........and you

Marlene Elder

My best friend is truly misunderstood
She comes from nature like the earth and wood.
All the misconceptions about her, she must defend
They can't see, she has the gentleness of the wind.

My friend is mischevious; that's not just a rumor
But it's only her way of showing a sense of humor.
She has love and respect for the human race
Which never seems to be returned; what a disgrace.

My friend has a heart full of loyalty and love
Her grace and beauty were gifts from above.
She loves to frolic and run just for fun
Otherwise it's shade she seeks, to be out of the sun.

There are times you may not see her standing there
But, of your presence, you can bet she is aware.
When I look into her eyes, I see age old intelligence
When others see her, in fear they wince.

I love to watch my friend as she runs so free
Because my friend is a beautiful grey wolf, you see.

Journey To Freedom
Linda Xavier

For Debra -
In memory of Jena, Sierra, Blue & Lobo

It's been said about dogs
Regardless of breed,
Once blood has been drawn
There's always a need.
One dog all alone
Is not likely to kill,
But, add one to another
And the chance becomes real.

By picking and choosing
One trait for another,
Mankind rejected
The gifts from our mother.
All purity was lost
In the search for perfection,
New breeds have been named
The rest face rejection.

A dog, so they say
Is the best friend man's got,
They live to love
And are easily taught.
He's a tracker, a pointer
A guard for your door,
When it seems he's given all he's got
He'll give a little more.

For Jena and Lobo
Sierra and Blue,
The call of the wild
Was not something new.
A life of confinement
Being chained to a tree,
Or freedom in death
With true dignity.

The time we shared will always
Be a treasure meant to keep,
A field of brilliant flowers
Growing wild for us to reap.
We will listen for your mournful song
When the wind blows in the night,
With love we will remember you...
Go softly toward the light.

Goodbye good friends, safe journey.

Prison Bars
Karen Evans

In memory of Contessa

These prison bars I sit behind
From which there is no escape.
Why didn't I get a second chance
But, now it is too late.

I tried to live my master's way
To put instincts aside.
To disobey meant punishment
And oh, how hard I tried.

I didn't mean to trash the house
I did it just for fun.
It's boring being in the house
With no place I can run.

And when I got to go outdoors
He put me on a chain.
I'd run around in circles
Till he'd come out again.

Uh oh, he found the hole I dug
I did it to stay cool.
He beat me with his balled up fists
Oh, why is he so cruel?

My tail tucked between my legs
I'm so scared that I pee.
It doesn't matter what I do
He's just so hard to please.

He doesn't even like the song
I howl every night.
He yells "shut up", and out he comes
To start another fight.

I'm battered, bruised and all alone
Is this how life should be?
When all I wanted was his love
And true acceptance of me.

For I can't help the way I am
At times I feel so strange.
I guess I'm like my ancestors
That once had roamed the range.

So, here I sit on death row
Trapped behind these bars.
Soon to be a spirit
Free amongst the stars.

I guess I'll never understand
The punishment that he,
Gave me each and every day
For me just being me.

The Voice of One Crying in the Wilderness

~John Hubbard Bidwell

Now halt your minds
and listen to their cry
From northern alters
formed of snow and ice,
Beneath celestial curtains
in their sky,
The wolves give evensong
of sacrifice.
All creatures stop-
by somber hymns
Which rise from frozen
mountains to the stars
To one whose understanding
never dims,
Who walked with man
and also bears the scars.
The howling joins the wind
which sweeps the earth
Angelic zephyrs sing
like flute and fife
And reach the ears of one
who from his birth
Has dared deny
the sacredness of life.
This man, now trembling,
sees upon his wall
A young wolf's head he shot-
to his distress,
That prophet's head brings
judgement on us all,
Like one who also cried
in wilderness.
So listen now-
we may not have so long;
Please listen to the crying
voice and care,
And pray that we may never
end the song
Of wolves and wind
that fills the arctic air.

Call of the Wild

He's been worshiped
And he's been feared,
He's been pushed from state
to state thru the years.
But now we know him
Now we understand,
The fragile balance
Between nature and man.

He's the call of the wild
with a spirit strong and true,
And each and every child
Should have the chance
To listen to the call of the wild.

Brother to brother
Father to son,
Have told the stories
Of this nobile one.
Proud as an eagle
And free as the wind,
And you can hear him
If you only listen.

You'll hear the call of the wild
With a spirit strong and true,
And each and every child
Should have the chance
To listen to the call of the wild.

Please let them hear
The call of the wild.

The Lonely Loner
C. Blaine

Chased from the world I once shared with man
Now I must seek asylum wherever I can
Blamed for so many things I've never done
They point and say "there, he's the one".

Once like the buffalo my numbers were great
But now for some company I constantly wait
My sleep is filled with dreams of days gone by
and each morning I awake with a tear in my eye.

They call me a predator, they don't understand
I'm simply a hunter with no gun in hand
I desire no trophy to hang on my wall
But just a full belly when night starts to fall.

Envious of my dog cousins and his master's love
And howling with loneliness to the Heaven's above
Though I long for a touch or a pat on the head
By nature's decision I'll have freedom instead.

Married for life to such a beautiful mate
Until last winter when a bullet decided her fate
The pups are all grown and gone from the den
And I'm too old and stubborn to start over again.

Now I'm truly a loner the legend is true
But forever searching for a friend like you
It's so hard to express but I'll try if I can
In your own words "hey I love you man".

As your world grows and buildings get taller
My little hiding place keeps getting smaller
If you don't come to your senses sometime soon
Then who will be left to howl at the moon?

The Leader of the Pack
Bonnie Kriwtschenko

The leader of the pack,
Strong and true
He holds his alpha head high,
Knowing another night is almost through
He lies beneath the moon,
Stares up at the sky
His dedication will always remain true.

Looking through his eyes,
One sees loneliness,
A soleness that no one understands,
But all accepts
In my eyes, he stands alone
He is simply God�s perfection
Yet, people still wander in his direction.

He pounces on the ice,
He slams at his reflection,
Why, when such beauty stands?

To be alone is what he desires,
However, to be understood is what it requires
Let him be the King�
To lead his own ring
The leader of the pack,
Has surely earned his pride,
Let him relax, and enjoy his ride.

Those who go searching for love only find their loveliness. But the loveless never find love. only the loving find love, and they never have to search for it, Love finds them.
~D.H. Lawrence

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What Gives Me Hope That I can see beauty all around me.
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What/who changed my life and why The sight by David Clement Davis, because it was the first book I ever read. It insipered me to be the person I am now. It showed me the true nature of wolves. I always loved them, but didn't understand them. My friend Ashley changed my live to. Before her I was very imiture.
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    They are celebrating their 40 anniversary. HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, ADRIANNA!!.
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    Caroline A. (12)

    Hello Adrianna,

    Thanks for the funny reindeer snowsuits card.
    Made me giggle  :  )

    I hope you had a fantastic Christmas and
    I wish you all the best for the New Year


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    Caroline A. (12)
    Hello Adrianna,

    Happy Wednesday to you !

    Thanks so much for the sweet birthday message.
    You are most kind  :  )
    Have a wonderful day my friend 


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    Thanks for the friendship! Re-think the way we live, Live Green!

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    Choose something, and then put all of who you are into it.
    Give it your absolute. Make it everlasting.
    Place all that invisible force that comes from within,
    and which we call life, into it. Place all this into that action.
    Decide what it is you want to do and do it.
    It is in that instant, in that moment full of promise
    that your soul becomes one .
    In that precise moment, you are.

    Sep 23, 2008 5:44 AM

    Justenjoy l. (295)
    A great week for you!
    Full of Light! You see the WAY!
    Full of Love! To that can live in peace!
    Full of Peace! For that you can enjoy!
    And feel gratitude, to the universe!
    And thus be easier, the connection!
    with the whole

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    laurel w. (207)

    Hi Adrianna!

    Have a beautiful holiday weekend.

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