Wolfman Poems - Poems about Wolfman

The Wolfman

The old concoction, over a century ago since it was first brewed. It transformed a man into a blood-thirsty wolf-beast. Killed those that it hunted, and haunted by killers, like that of Bruce Willis.  The melee ritual continued bestilled, assisted by the moneyless workers who buried his victims in overnight cemeteries.  Before the

The Wolfman and the Lady

It was the night of the full moon when he would go a-hunting.
He was not always seeking prey but he was hunting something.
There was a glade deep in the wood with a lovely little pond,
And she would come when it was dark and of her he'd grown quite fond.

They each came often to this place,

Shelliyah and the Wolfman

Shelliyah had heard of the Wolfman.
She had no idea he had been stalking her
Or that he had dreams of her from another lifetime

They met in their dreams at first
A growl, a whisper, a glance, a touch, a giggle
Riveting intensity was their dream state lovemaking

His blatant virility astonished and enticed her
To be more of herself; their

Wolfman

Woke up with a funny taste in my mouth.
Drank all my mouth wash, think I ate a mouse.

Burned out my razor just shaving my face.
It seems that I'm shedding all over the place.

I'm allergic to silver, the Wolf's Bane's in bloom,
And I hate it whenever we have a full moon.

Can't keep a girlfriend, they don't

Wolfman

Wolfman

It was snowing that night when he finally revealed
His true inner self and the feelings it yield
He loved the young woman, should he tell her soon
How he changed on the nights when there was a full moon

Down on four legs though he swore to be true
He drooled at the thought of what he would do
If

Falling In Love With Wolfman

Her family was singing and laughing, blue grass music fanatics.
They were knee-slappers, land loving, happy-to-be semantics.
She ran off in the middle of the night with a sweet talking man.
He tried to take her light, delighted in putting her down into a can.

She was in a dark place, not allowed to have a thought or a

Living With the Wolfman

She stopped smiling as soon as she picked up the subtle slow opening of the front door.  Jake, her grown up three-year-old stopped playing. He looked at his mother, to see if she was okay.  They both heard the first step into the living room.  “Dad’s back!” he whispered. His voice seemed

Wolfman

This curse has chased him for eternity,
He smashes his mirror so he cant see
He sits alone and howls at the distant moon,
Transformation is coming soon
Waiting on a naive morsel to pass his way,
He now must feed before break of day
He rues the day of his vile creation
Another damned soul in a souless nation.
He bites himself

Wolfman Meets His Mate-- Wolfman Contest ---

WOLFMAN MEETS HIS MATE

In the morning mist she saw him
Saw him prancing near the hill
When she saw his eyes so brazen
It gave her heart a thrill

She had seen his secret changing
From a wolf into a man
But it mattered not she figured--
Grab your loving while you can.

She had heard the local stories
Of the wolf that prowls

Wolfman

the wolf inside him speaks
telling him of his life so bleak
the wolf needs to come alive
to stay alive
or else end before his time
by one man-father time
awakened by the earth's growls
on all fours he sprowls
scavenging through wooded acres he roams
looking for something to comb
devoured by day's eluding sun
knowing deep within his heart
his choice of leaving civilization

Wolfman

The wolves were hunting food
And sighted grazing sheep;
The pack encircled them,
Deciding which to keep.

As Wolfman joined the hunt,
The leader brought one down,
And killed it in a flash -
It died without a sound.

The leader took his share,
Then others had their fill,
And Wolfman tried raw meat,
Expecting to be ill.

His teeth, too, ripped at flesh,
His face besmeared with

Body of Lies Wolfman the Middle

Living in the wild
walking circles trying to find
a place to lay his head
where the night would ease his mind. 
Not of this world
lost in a silent dimension
Like an adolescent boy
beyond his comprehension. 
He is superhero undergoing
transformations
Confused at his purpose in life
born with no invitation. 
A hollowness inside growing
faster than the wind
Like cancer eating rapidly
No medicine

Wolfman Sated

Sitting by his burned fire logs red embers glow and morph into visual stimulus.
Wolfman is sated on venison and has meat hung for jerky in his log home.
Wolfman is pleased with his skill in hunting and survival in the wilderness.
If his buddies could see him now....what they must think?!

Wolfman

As the wolves continued to hunt in their pack
There was nothing that they would lack
They found a man who would join the nightly hunt
Raiding the forests in their nightly jaunts
No, fear did they seem to display
Hunting at night and sleeping  by day
As each early morning sun would rose
He would find himself in a crouched

Wolfman

He had lain all night the grizzly bear was gone
The wolves had come out to see the kill done.
The alpha male sniffed at the man, just left by the bear
The smell from the man aroused a memory lying there.
Many years before the wolf had fallen over the edge of a cliff
His fall was broken by

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