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It was the middle of the peaceful night,
The full moon was silvery bright.
Awooo it sounded from a distant.
The fear upon me came in an instant.
The howling send shivers down my spine,
One after the other like a chorus line.
Awooo it sounded again and again,
It was as if someone was in pain.
The transformation took place,
Everything changed including the face.
Awooo, Awooo a werewolf from head to toe,
A cry after another, a chilling howling concerto.
The confused man metamorphosed into a beast,
For food, it hunted looking to have a feast.
The sleeping naked body under a tree trembled,
As dawn broke the man woke up untroubled.
The discordant howling concerto paused for a while,
Until the moon rises and the man and wolf reconcile.
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Author:
The Poet Doctor (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 2nd, 2018 01:03
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is written in Couplet form.
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 40
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Comments3
The howling of wolves is a wonderful concerto that is older than man's music.
A fine write Doc. That's no wolves - well, not only wolves. It's me singing too - howling! heehee.
I enjoyed the thoughts I had from this, like battling my inner demons.
Loving your name Doc!
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