a distant rustling of leaves
sweat pours down my face
the moon pregnant
standing beneath the sky
clawing
gnawing
my hands tremble
the shapes shift
the snow freezes my thoughts
the shadows distant
breathing
the eyes shine
against the light
who am i
outcast
hunted
chasing the wind
trees skeletal
dark against the night
beneath the stone
beyond the oak
i run naked into the nocturnal
i cry out
a howl
a contact
an echo
a call comes back
i'm not the only one
Author notes
29) The Howling
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A contest entry
- Heaps of Options!! by NooNiThEWitcH.
430 points, ended June 8, 2008, 32 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
How does it make you feel?
Comments
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Interesting!
*shivers*
Very werewolfish!
Thank you for entering this in my contest,
Keep on writing,
Nooni
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