Wolf in Her Dreams

by BlueEyedMystery   May 10, 2011


Cool breeze in her hair,
Under the Full red moon-
Tonight's blood still on her lips.

Flesh sliced clean,
Ten feet underground.
She buried the bloody strips.

The tattooed paw aches
Under a tight leather holster
And a gun.

Tonight she has turned sin
Into a frightening game of fun.

Death sparkles in her eyes
As she paints murder in her dreams.
Teeth snarl in the dark,
Hearing little girls scream.

She's not a monster anymore,
Just a lonely battered soul.
Leave her at peace,
Let her make herself whole.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    I too love this poem a lot, if i had to give a suggestion it would be, making most of ur lines a lowercase... you cant start each line with a capital letter unless its a new one,,and i know u know that lol but its wat happens when u use Microsoft word..
    however im saying that ccause it gna look better as a 1st impression..

    and for the poem i love the scheme that was not forced at all..i loved ur metaphors..they are always pretty amazing and pretty likable..and very new..

    i loved the general idea, and thought it was very creative..just like wat a Cayce would do ;) :D

    5/5
    loves ur workkkkk

  • 13 years ago

    by Milo

    "Death sparkles in her eyes
    As she paints murder in her dreams.
    Teeth snarl in the dark,
    Hearing little girls scream"

    Great stanza and the title is really good.

  • 13 years ago

    by Britt

    "Under a tight a leather holster"

    I think the "a" after tight is a typo :)

    I love the idea of the "tattooed paw", I thought that was so interesting and a very creative image you've provided.

    I also like the rhyme scheme. It's not overly done, it's not consistent, but rather strung throughout the poem but all brought back together. Sometimes it works, and here is one of those times :) Well done!

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