It was a cold and frothy night
blood dripped from my fangs
I shivered at the thought
I looked at myself in the reflection
“I’m a wolf why am I shivering?”
the inner me spoke
“you are human only when it suits me
and wolf when you are a beast”
I was reminded that as a human I’m vegan
I really can’t stand the sight of blood
and yet it tasted so good on my lips
“aack” I woke up with the dawn
“I hate those kind of dreams”
I thought as I padded to the sink
washing the stench of wolf from my nostrils
I failed to see the woman draped over my white sheets
WordPress has a delightful prompt for today at Daily Post – Howl at the Moon
“Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.” — Allen Ginsberg
Et Tu? Do you follow Ginsberg’s advice — in your writing and/or in your everyday life?
Thanks to Fuseli for inspiring so many with his painting The Nightmare which I believe is in the collection at the Tate.
meigetsu ya ittemo ittemo yoso no sora
autumn’s bright moon,
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky
© Chiyo-Ni a well known haiku poetess from the 18th century.
face the path alone
destination beyond reach
wolf knows the way
dawn’s mountain top caress
Today’s prompt from Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem is “The Unknown Sky.”
The photograph was taken of the Sierra Madre foothills when all was still and cool.
The photo has a sensual feel that I always feel compelled to write about *wink*
What lies in the unknown sky for you?
Peering in deep golden eyes
something there behind the glow
What’s he thinking
does he know?
Feeling heat rise from his fur
resonating deadly grrr
seething from deep within
will I lose this fight or win?
Crouching low as if to spring
steady now keep your head
lest he realize my fear
In his eyes am I dead???
Written for a writing prompt at With Real Toads
thanks to Steve Loya for the photo and Creative Commons http://www.flickr.com/photos/flyingturtle/465785165/