TRANSFORMATION
I cry out into the night,
as the moon becomes full before my eyes.
My body shakes and spasms,
as transformation takes control.
I feel my fangs and claws,
excruciating pain washes over me.
Before I know it I am consumed,
my alter ego is reborn.
So ferocious and powerful.
A contest entry
- Quickie ~ 10 x 50 x 30 ~ Reserve Your Spot Now! ~ by Celticmoon.
300 points, ended July 20, 2007, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Friends, I appreciate your comments and review on this write. However, please do not add my name to your comments due to the contest rules. Thank you very much!
Comments
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Defintely like your take on Primal Calls. The picture definitely fits. Sounds like he is turning into a werewolf. This is a powerful piece. Enjoyed the read!!!
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Very well penned Bubba ~
You took the Prompt and ran with it ~
Very nice presentation as well as the Theme ~
my alter ego is reborn.
Good job Bubba ~
Bear ~
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Wqonderful way to release the beast that lies within each of us. Thank you for entering and good luck!
Blessings
Bel
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Starting this now and will judge when received 2 more entries to close contest.
Your prompt is: Primal Calls
Or
The picture on main page
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