Blood-Soaked Wolf

Year poem was written: 2013

      Gnashing fangs stained with decayed flesh.

             Snarling with savage hunger.

      Claws eager to rip life's body apart.

             For they long to devour it's meat.

 

      Eyes bleached with fury and rage.

             Never knowing peace.

      An unquenchable thirst for blood.

             Cursed onto all of beauty.

 

      A beastly creature of darkwood and fur.

             The maker of mortal fear.

Reviews

[Eva Rosehill]

Wow, a very powerful and visual poem, I pictured everything. I loved reading this. Amazing imagery. I hope to read more.