When The Moon Hides Not Poem by Kayanja Ronald Edwin

When The Moon Hides Not



The wind cold and calm
Kissing the greyish fur on his back
As it carries the last breath of his prey
Clouds disappear slowly, Like a curtain raised off the moon,
Revealing a reflection on his shiny claws
Dripping red from a first kill
Red eyes, sharp teeth,
A werewolf! ! !

Sunday, May 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,fantasy,life,nature,supernatural
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mike Smith 01 May 2016

This brought a smile when the answer to the mystery was revealed with the last line. For no longer than it is, the piece has great suspense and an element of closure to go along with it. Enjoyable read

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