Ryan Brodesser

Rookie - 64 Points (9/16/1994 / California)

Werewolf - Poem by Ryan Brodesser

When the moon falls on new silver full

Cursed beast and man alike cannot resist the pull

From civilized man to savage beast

Look for human flesh, for a gruesome feast

Lock your doors and pray to the merciful gods

And feel thankful that you are in closed in strong stone walls.

Shepherds who guard cloven hills and bleating herd (s)

Beware of howling language, lost to human words

Beware those in woods tonight

Heed my words, and take flight

Lock your doors, and shut windows tight

Or you may be the victim of the werewolf tonight.


Oh peasants and lords alike, beware of silver light

When the sun falls back to darkness this very night

The curse of the werewolf will upon any lonesome stride

And blood will fall like crimson tide

Archers with bows long and swift

Tonight, be sure to have arrows silver tipped

Stay inside, upon pain of death do not go past oaken gates

Or you may just have sealed your fate

There will be no mercy tonight, adult and children are not safe, the cursed beast festers with hate

Lock your doors, secure children, livestock, chickens, cows sheep or goat.

And feel not, the teeth of the beast rip out your throat


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Werewolves are awesome, what more needs to be said?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013


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