The Moon Hanging Low

Werewolf.

The moon hanging low
brilliant blue against the black night sky
skeleton trees rattle in the cold breeze
somewhere in the distance
a thin wailing howl rises upward
something riding the ebony winds
something haunting
something only nightmare dreams can believe
the moon's silver light radiates
sweeping the earth far below catching a beast that hunts
a light that makes his grey coat glow
hunger pulsing coiling stalking
the beast with needs so powerful
howling sweeping across the living
soon to be in the place of the dying
the moon slowly moving on
the blood of the living spilled in death
satisfied and content, the beast is gone

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

So well written, Tina, it's good to be back here... " the moon's silver light radiates
sweeping the earth far below catching a beast that hunts" I felt this one, for it speaks not only about the howling ones, but also richer... thank you for sharing.

- Elisa

[Tina Kline]

Thank you so much!

The pleasure is mine, reading more of you soon :D

[Coyote Song]

A chilling poem. Very gripping. Beautiful yet terrifying at the same time.

[Craig2591]

Great description! I love the 'skeleton trees'. And I never would have thought to describe the wind as 'ebony'. Nice.

[Tina Kline]

Thank you!

[Black Cat Fever]

Blood chilling excellent horror!

[Star Wolf]

The moon can mean many different things. Both positive such as love, peace, gentleness and negative like menace, fear and death. Awesome werewolf poem.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

A very chilling and frightful piece. Great descriptions and imagery in this, it heightens the fear factor.