It really was " one of those nights "
unlike I had ever seen,
when my heart leaped to my throat
after I heard that ungodly scream
I met her at a bar , gorgeous babe
later she tied me to a bed,
whispered in a foreign tongue, bit me,
visions of ecstasy danced in my head
She left to put on something nice
moon was shining on the forest floor,
she took too long, I heard that scream,
strange growl beyond the door
It unnerved me to say the least
I struggled madly till I was free,
her bite mark on my chest drew blood,
saw through the keyhole, something scary
Gorgeous's Babe's face was like a wolf's
her body changing there on the floor,
I saw enough, no more bar chicks for me
went out a window, not the back door
My Dodge Ram parked not far away
I figured I could make it there alive,
doors were unlocked, my gun was there
locked and loaded,a Colt.45
I made it to the truck, started up,
locked the doors, then I saw her,
or " it "-running on all fours very fast
with red eyes and a lot of fur
I roared down the highway very fast
then " Wolfy " was gone-far as I could see,
thought I had outraced her when she jumped
on the driver's side, growling at me
Without warning she hit a mailbox
into liquid pools of endless night,
she went flying backwards into a ditch
she laid still, not a pretty sight
But I'm no fool I drove on
bite mark later cleansed as well,
I knew the family of this " Girl"
never told about the date " O Well"
The girl was committed to some hospital
was a wild date, certainly wasn't pure,
her Dad owned a meat plant, Mom a psychiatrist
they said where she is is " safe" and " Secure "
It's just as well-no desire to see her
I work the night shift at the plant too,
locals say the forest has strange sounds
" Don't go into the Woods" they'll tell you
Since that night my hearing has improved
sense of smell is sharper too,
on a full moon I have such wild dreams
my Romantic Poetry is better too
Don't go into the woods at night
my final advice to any of you,
the forest has its own Dark secrets
you'll never know who you'll run into
Peace,
Dayvid
A darker than night is the forest on Hallows Eve.
Erriee ! the tale of such a Wolf ! I hear her howel !
Happy Halloween Well done !
Lady Mary Ann
xo
Happy Halloweeeeeeeeeeen!!!!!!!!!
xo
Amber
Regis
Very fitting for Halloween and would make a good short story that Stephen King missed.
Ron
Anna