October 13 - Werewolf
Do werewolves wonder?
Or dream of dinner parties
with fleshy nobles?
metamorphosis
of the soul, skin, gut desire,
moon sets him wild and free
Love!
A lycan wonder
Beneath the moon’s primal howl
Belief shifts, reborn.
🐺💜🐺
The full moon shines bright
On night like these when howling
drifts across the wind
Squatting in moonglow –
rabid and ribald chase dream –
blood stained brambles
Love, love that middle line🖤
Just realised this prompt is a month old..d'oh! I need to keep up
Silver doesn't work
On modern werewolves. Instead
Scratch behind its ears.
Ha! Excellent point 🖤
Werewolf cries in pain
"The end of Horror Haiku Club? "
Empty Monday morn...
Shhhhhh…don’t say ‘the end’
of the Haiku Horror Club.
(She might forget that).
😯🤯🤪
Itchy skin burst,
moon calls me her son again -
The real me comes forth
Lunar, lupine curse;
Even in the virtuous
The beast manifests.
Full moon beckons me
Inner wolf wants its freedom
To roam, hunt, kill - BE
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's...
It's funny this came up; I'm working on a werewolf story right now (the working title is "My friend the werewolf")...😂
Were I a wolf,
Put on a leash
I’d tug you to my lair
Have an all night affair.
Night of the Full Moon…
Transforms some who were ‘bitten’
by the evilness.
The moon rises high
Villagers pray and bar doors
Pale gold eyes open
Do werewolves wonder?
Or dream of dinner parties
with fleshy nobles?
metamorphosis
of the soul, skin, gut desire,
moon sets him wild and free
Love!
A lycan wonder
Beneath the moon’s primal howl
Belief shifts, reborn.
🐺💜🐺
The full moon shines bright
On night like these when howling
drifts across the wind
Squatting in moonglow –
rabid and ribald chase dream –
blood stained brambles
Love, love that middle line🖤
Just realised this prompt is a month old..d'oh! I need to keep up
Silver doesn't work
On modern werewolves. Instead
Scratch behind its ears.
Ha! Excellent point 🖤
Werewolf cries in pain
"The end of Horror Haiku Club? "
Empty Monday morn...
Shhhhhh…don’t say ‘the end’
of the Haiku Horror Club.
(She might forget that).
😯🤯🤪
Itchy skin burst,
moon calls me her son again -
The real me comes forth
Lunar, lupine curse;
Even in the virtuous
The beast manifests.
Full moon beckons me
Inner wolf wants its freedom
To roam, hunt, kill - BE
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's...
It's funny this came up; I'm working on a werewolf story right now (the working title is "My friend the werewolf")...😂
Were I a wolf,
Put on a leash
I’d tug you to my lair
Have an all night affair.
Night of the Full Moon…
Transforms some who were ‘bitten’
by the evilness.
Silver doesn't work
On modern werewolves. Instead
Scratch behind its ears.
The moon rises high
Villagers pray and bar doors
Pale gold eyes open