Cry of the Wolf – Flash Fiction – Prosery

Cry of the Wolf

In the still of a moonlit night he lay snug inside his sleeping bag.  His mind wandering back to what had made him to come to this place. Was it to be at one with nature, or just an escape from the madness of the city.  He had felt compelled to return to his favorite place in the forests of northern Michigan.

Here he could breathe and think clearly.  He remembered camping here as a boy with his father who had told him this was a spiritual place.  He didn’t quite understand what that meant but he knew enough to respect the land and the wildlife.

It was at that moment that he heard the wolves cry out.   He remembered the sound and what his father had said.

“Don’t be scared son.  In their dreams they sleep with the moon, not outside our tent”.

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Merril is hosting Prosery Monday at D’Verse Poets and has prompted us with a line from a poem. We are to write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 144 words, excluding the title, and it must include the line below.

“In their dreams
they sleep with the moon.”

From Mary Oliver, “Death at Wind River”

Image by Alexas_Fotos from Pixabay 

  35 comments for “Cry of the Wolf – Flash Fiction – Prosery

  1. September 14, 2020 at 4:37 pm

    I love the way your story centres around one character surrounded by nature and the unknown, Christine. I felt as if I was there with him in the forests of northern Michigan.

    • Christine Bolton
      September 14, 2020 at 4:42 pm

      Thank you so much Kim! I appreciate it. Living here in Florida makes me long for forests. I need to commune with nature myself sometimes.
      I always think of wolves and the moon, and of course the cow that jumped over it! LOL ☺️

  2. September 14, 2020 at 4:50 pm

    This is so full of atmosphere. I agree with Kim.
    I’d be scared to be alone out there–especially if I heard wolves!

    • Christine Bolton
      September 14, 2020 at 8:44 pm

      Oh me too Merrill 😳 I loved the prompt lines 💕

      • September 15, 2020 at 3:02 pm

        😀❤️

  3. September 14, 2020 at 6:00 pm

    Oh, this is beautiful and serene. The use of nature in imagery… It’s lovely. Amazing writing!

    • Christine Bolton
      September 14, 2020 at 8:44 pm

      Thanks Lucy! You’re so sweet. ☺️

  4. September 14, 2020 at 6:15 pm

    You will find as much forest as you can handle in Northern MI, Christine 🙂 I love you featuring it in your story. A perfect place for a person to find beauty and clarity. The wolves and what his dad said reminds me of the true story, “Never Cry Wolf.”

    • Christine Bolton
      September 14, 2020 at 8:47 pm

      Thank you Lisa. I haven’t been up there but I imagined there would be wolves. I will have to look into that true story, Never Cry Wolf. Funny isn’t it that I seem to use that expression, Cry Wolf, quite a lot.

      • September 14, 2020 at 9:09 pm

        There definitely are wolves up there, and it’s an ongoing battle to keep them protected. There is a movie, but it is based on a book by a biologist who went up to the Arctic and studied them for a year. The reason you have that as part of your lexicon is because it is taught to us through fairy tales and other stories that wolves are crazed beasts. Look at all of the werewolf stories out there! Wolves suffer for it 🙁

      • Christine Bolton
        September 14, 2020 at 10:40 pm

        How fascinating and sad at the same time. I need to look more into it. Thanks for sharing that with me Lisa ☺️

    • September 15, 2020 at 2:20 am

      Oh was a nice dad, very comforting.

      Much💛love

  5. sanaarizvi
    September 14, 2020 at 6:41 pm

    This is a gorgeously atmospheric write, Christine! 💝

    • Christine Bolton
      September 14, 2020 at 8:48 pm

      Thank you Sanaa!!! I’m so grateful for your kindness ☺️💕

  6. Beverly Crawford
    September 14, 2020 at 7:00 pm

    You set a charming scene in the Michigan forest, and captured the bond of father and son.

    • Christine Bolton
      September 14, 2020 at 8:49 pm

      Thank you Beverly. It is much appreciated 🙂💕

  7. September 14, 2020 at 7:59 pm

    Great story Christine! Being in the wilderness with the cry of the wolf howling outside his tent. His father had great advice for him.

    • Christine Bolton
      September 14, 2020 at 8:50 pm

      Thank you Dwight. It’s funny how those little things a parent says when you are young, just stick with you forever☺️

      • September 14, 2020 at 10:16 pm

        You are right about that! Some things just brand themselves on your brain!

  8. September 14, 2020 at 11:06 pm

    A beautifully crafted story

    • Christine Bolton
      September 15, 2020 at 12:03 am

      Thank you so much ☺️ 💕

      • September 15, 2020 at 1:42 am

        You’re welcome 😉

  9. September 15, 2020 at 4:18 am

    Nice to have an example of man respecting nature. If only more of us did!

    • Christine Bolton
      September 15, 2020 at 8:28 am

      Isn’t that the truth Ingrid! ☺️

  10. Patricia Wolf
    September 15, 2020 at 10:13 am

    It’s always nice to come back to memory’s

  11. September 15, 2020 at 11:03 am

    The reality of fear, so ably and positively dealt with, a way for all of us.

    • Christine Bolton
      September 15, 2020 at 4:19 pm

      Thanks for reading and your kind words Paul 🙂

  12. September 15, 2020 at 1:33 pm

    Wonderfully scary adventure here Christine — enjoyed this.

    • Christine Bolton
      September 15, 2020 at 4:18 pm

      Thanks so much Ron. Much appreciated

  13. September 15, 2020 at 2:51 pm

    Sounds like a tale of healing for the mc. Nice one.

    • Christine Bolton
      September 15, 2020 at 4:17 pm

      Thank you so much. I’m happy you liked it ☺️

  14. September 15, 2020 at 3:01 pm

    This is beautifully atmospheric, Christine. Lovely write.

    • Christine Bolton
      September 15, 2020 at 4:17 pm

      Thank you Dale! I appreciate it ☺️

      • September 15, 2020 at 6:04 pm

        🙂

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