London Moon

The swinging city’s spherical milk star shakes awake and rises in the dome;

it pours rippling liquid light reflections onto the dark, forever buzzing cobbles.

Crowded with millions of creepy crawlies by day, deserted by nightfall.

The frozen starry air so crispy it could snap, like gingerbread.

A white eclipse ignites the metamorphosis of the wolves.

Their skin slices and blood oozes in great glugs,

fur stretches through follicles, dark claws split their fingernails.

Wails ring hollow through the startled streets, shattering glass.

The eyes of houses pace back and forth as the bricks shiver.

Absence of the sun prompts the spread of ice on the pavements;

crackling with the shredding sound of a sharpened sickle.

The thick smoke that slithers and coils in clusters of silver scales

escapes the dogs fluffy jaws and circles their tracing paper skulls.      

The foil snakes tie around, entice, grip even the youngest pups.

Prowling in packs at midnight, they target a length in a Skirt.

Creeping silently under the towering clock, curled tight to pounce.

Paws and tails let loose like arrows in open air, exposed claws for the Girl.

Her head spins round with the snap of a clean neck break, Her

pointed ears spring upright. Her shrill fangs gash through the furry napes.

Our poor wolves yelp as the white poison penetrates,

courses, contaminates their maroon blood.

They scatter and scuttle back to their alleys like rats as She

wipes dripping red from Her lips with the back of Her hand;

a black smile. The beasts scurry away, tails between shuddering legs

and melancholy, past a white roughcast canvas gratified with: London Moon.

 

Reviews

[Sreenath]

i can find some darker meaning something that spreads in society or group of people so fast..... anyways i liked this piece... great ...keep smiling ..peace

[Sophie McN]

thank you!

[Roger Turgeon]

I have to stay I was wondering about the first four lines. Mood setters no doubt but the story really unfolds beginning with the white eclipse. I'm glad I hung in there to read more. I was looking over my shoulder the whole time.

[Sophie McN]

yeah it kind of is a mood setter at the beginning. the milk star is the moon and its important to the meaning overall. thanks for your feedback! :)

[Roger Turgeon]

I agree the moon is important to the story....still not sure you need the gingerbread ( : O )

[Sophie McN]

true but I like description and imagery, its my style of writing so I don't see the harm but I understand what you're saying. :)

[Roger Turgeon]

The description and imagery is what makes this work worth reading

[Sophie McN]

thank you!

[Meraki]

Eerie and surreal, great poem. :)

[Sophie McN]

thank you! I really appreciate it :)

[Meraki]

It was my pleasure!

[A. Amos]

Very interesting my friend and enjoyable read...

[Sophie McN]

thank you!

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome...