Captain Cur

Gold Star - 5,250 Points (Born Late 1600's Date of Death Unknown / England)

Freakish Moon, Genre Poems - Poem by Captain Cur

Unleashing my soul, victim, I am doom!
Unease persists; raw nerves duel deep inside,
coward sun fails, breeds blood lust freakish moon
glowering bares upheaval in my eyes.

Complete infusion splits apart my being,
cellular sieges, changeling's pain inbred
bows curving spine, intent on savage mien
redressing process, wolflike drooling head.

Incessant chain convulsions molt in rage,
ancestral blueprints, hellish DNA,
salacious bites old evils gouge the grave
hateful moon, your destructive lunar rays.

Woodlands hiss as I speed a trail that leads
to mountain earth in twilight forest pall,
I roll in dirt and dew soaked scented leaves,
my body thirsts, I vault containments wall.

I scent my prey and track with instincts mind
panting hard, swift paws press green rotting grates.
My eyesight sharp in darkness they are blind,
guttural growls confusing their escape.

I claw the ground and leap with dark distress
in silenced air I howl to moon delight.
My barren soul will pain and never rest
in freakish moon the man wolf hunts tonight.

Comments about Freakish Moon, Genre Poems by Captain Cur

  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/26/2016 5:19:00 AM)

    Scented leaves
    Instincts! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/1/2012 8:25:00 AM)

    the primal voice! loud and clear! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2012

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