On Full Moon Nights

On Full Moon Nights
On Full Moon Nights

In the shadows of full moon nights,
something dark lives, writhes in pleasured frenzy,
risen to feed and in blood-lust take,
the suffering, the echoed screams
of fading life to sate.

Eyes red and filled with hunger,
prowl the woodlands in silent stalking stealth,
to listen close to heartbeats racing,
fear like a magnet, senses tracing,
until once found the ritual begins.

Circle slowly, each step like a whisper,
as the prey in frozen panic, shivers,
like time slowing, circles decreasing,
until with one savage onslaught,
vacant eyes and flesh a bleeding, it is done.

In the shadows of full moon nights,
tearing flesh and gulping plight,
crunching bones and gnashing teeth,
death in silent defenseless keep,
is comfort for the beast.

And when the sun on horizon vast,
does climb the fading morning blue,
the beast retreats to burrow deep,
to lick the blood from nightly feast
and in slumber dream of future kills.

And as light stretches shadows long,
the prey consumed and remnants lone,
warn of coming nights,
to all who in their fight for life
must face their darkest nightmare.

Tony DeLorger © 2017


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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

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