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Updated on March 8, 2012

By: Wayne Brown

I awakened from my sleep with an awful start

Filled with a fear from things worlds apart

The bed sheets wet from my bodily sweat

A nightmare dream becoming a reality yet

The strained twisting of a locked door’s knob

My heart pumping; my eardrums throb

The scratch of finger nails on window’s glass

The cry of the wolf-man at midnight’s pass

What evil lurks in the darkness beyond the light?

What hideous creature lies beyond my sight?

My beating heart trembles; my thoughts race

Imagination gone crazy; fear occupies my space

Can the wolf-man know that I lie awake in sweaty fear?

Hearing his breathy growing through the window near

Does it lust on thoughts of ripping out my bloody guts?

Or is he really not there; just my mind going slowly nuts?

The wiry hair begins to grow on the back of my hand

My neck stretches in pain going to wolf from man

Hideous ugly legs and feet; jaws and teeth of steel

The ugly monster occupies my soul desiring only to kill

There’s no stopping its emergence; the full moon calls

Soon it will ravage my body and break beyond these walls

Roaming the moonlit night bent on the scent of fear in man

Ripping, tearing, killing and scaring all about this land

As the sun rises, it will return to the darkness of my soul

Having spent its night of terror fulfilling its blood-starved role

Once again transformed to man; it hides back in my being

Away from the light, away from those looking yet not seeing

Oh to break this curse upon me; to stem the call of the moon

To kill this beast within my soul; to be free of it and soon

I must conjure courage to destroy myself; a step so very bold

I must kill this morbid beast which occupies my soul

My heart cries for mercy as I race to do my deed while brave

I run to the basin where I take my regular morning shave

Ripping open the straight razor and seeing the keen blade shine

I quickly rip it across my throat; see the gush of life’s red wine

As I lay dying upon the tiles of the basin’s cold floor

I smile in satisfaction as the wolf will come no more

A hideous deed I have done; the mindlessness of a loon?

No longer will that creature answer the call of a full moon

© Copyright WBrown2011. All Rights Reserved.

17 October 2011


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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @femmelflashpoint...Now you know! LOL! Thanks. I will be on the move for the week coming into Halloween so I thought I would get in the game early. A bit of travel next week and not much writing time. Thanks much! WB

      @saddlerider...Thanks, Ken. The real question is "did I get him?" Ha! WB

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      saddlerider1 6 years ago

      The Wolfman has been one of the most interesting horror tales of all, the transition of man to beast and back to man has always intrigued us all. The wolf is a very intelligent beast and I can see why he was chosen to be the predator as well as monster. I loved your rhythm with this one Wayne, your imagery was fantastic and I felt every word and saw the blood squirting all over the bathroom mirror,wall and floor. Rated Up and Awesome.

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      femmeflashpoint 6 years ago

      Wayne, I just KNEW there was good reason to not date hairy guys! (grin!)

      Great Halloween thriller! Loved it!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      Truckstop Sally....This is what happens when an active imagination gets out of its cell! Ha! Thanks, Amy. WB

      @drbj...Careful, he'll rip your lungs out, Doc! LOL! You really should get more into the poetry scene! WB

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      drbj and sherry 6 years ago from south Florida

      Ode to Wayne the Wolfman:

      He is so handsome - my Wolfman with the wiry hair,

      I have given him my heart ... also, my liver ... my spleen ... and all my parts that I dare.

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      Truckstop Sally 6 years ago

      Yikes! My beating heart is trembling! Love the song, but the images there were scary too. Halloween is not my favorite holiday! Sleeping with the doors locked on the lights on!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @writer20...Oh Yeah! We're getting into the Halloween season now! Thanks much! WB

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      Joyce Haragsim 6 years ago from Southern Nevada

      wild wolfman, great poem it give me the creeps. Awesome & Up

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      Ruchira 6 years ago from United States

      haha...I sure will :)

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @Ruchira...Halloween is a time when our evil imaginations can run wild and paint pictures of horror and those things of the dark we fear the most. Keep a silver bullet handy! WB

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @SilentReed...That part does get on your nerves, huh! LOL! Thanks much! WB

      @marellen...Since I am traveling next week, I thought I would get you in the Halloween spirit early! Boo! WB

      @Don Bobbitt...Thanks Don, I appreciate the good words! WB

      @Lady_Tenaz...Thank you! Glad you liked it! WB

      @snakeslane...It's a mind drunk on insanity and addicted to imagination! LOL! WB

      @Ghost32...Yeah, me too! But a straight razor ain't in my future! LOL! WB

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      Ruchira 6 years ago from United States

      woh...what an ending!

      I wish and pray that no one has to see such a tragic end.

      Beautifully expressed with all the highs and lows of emotions...voted up!

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      Ghost32 6 years ago

      Beautifully done, Wayne.

      Too bad it didn't work. Real bummer when the realization dawns that Soul didn't get rid of a thing by cutting a mere physical body's throat. He'll be ba-ack!

      (*Theme from Twilight Zone plays.*)

      Voted Up and Across. The Funny is for "The wiry hair begins to grow on the back of my hand." See, I've got that going on Here and Now, and I'm no lycanthrope! I?

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      Verlie Burroughs 6 years ago from Canada

      Gosh Wayne Brown I had no idea what was lurking under that white cowboy hat! Scary! snakeslane

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      Lady_Tenaz 6 years ago

      That was awesome!!! I loved it!!! I could envision it just as in a movie. GOOD JOB!!!

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      Don Bobbitt 6 years ago from Ruskin Florida

      Good Stuff, as usual, Wayne! Voted UP!

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      marellen 6 years ago

      Okay, I have goose bumps now Wayne. You sacred me. Great job! You're amazing....

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      SilentReed 6 years ago from Philippines

      Never mind the wolf-man ripping out my guts

      Just ask him to stop scratching the window's pane with his nails...they're driving me insane :)