Chain me —
cause soon the beaver moon
will spill its silver in my chamber
and curse my nightshade eyes
with crave and hunger
Chain me —
cause I can sense a yearning darkly
growing in my bones and marrow
My belly aches to bite your nape,
to rip your torso open. Yet still I’m sane,
so…
Chain me —
‘fore the wolfblood fills my flesh
with lust for murder. Curse that orb
transforming fingernails to claws.
Curse these teeth and bristly fur.
Chain me —
leave me howling in my hatred
leave me thirsty, leave me to my hunger.
Cause when morning breaks I’ll bless
your firmness with my illness.
Chain me to the curse of moonlight
chain me if you love me,
chain me if you hate me,
chain me …
Werewolf by Andre Masson
Today it’s halloween and I will host Poetics at dVerse, and of course we should write about monsters. The twist is that you have to give the voice to the monster. Let’s share some potions at the bar and join us at 8 PM CET. (3PM EST)
October 31, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
This is super. Oh my. I wrote and posted mine before I read this. I gave voice to the child who witnessed.
This is such a brilliant piece! What a great choice of words for the voice of a monster!
That “beaver moon” cracks me up, every time. 🙂
Insanely good:
“will spill its silver in my chamber
and curse my nightshade eyes”
“My belly aches to bite your nape,
to rip your torso open.”
Awesome line break:
“Cause when morning breaks I’ll bless (be less)”
Ooh, or “be le(a)ss(hed).” Anagram that … “head.”
Be less head. Less sane … among other light(e)nings of loads.
Ha… beaver moon is the full moon of November… hence that name
I like the repetition of Chain me… so bloodthirsty good Bjorn~
Excellent werewolf tale; and a nice twist that this wolf man has regrets.
Oh yum-yum, an excellent tale indeed, full of passion and urgency – love it. love it, love it!
Is it about you…? :o]
Anna :o]
I would chain the werewolf. I wonder if I have chains strong enough.
Searching for the chains RIGHT NOW!!!
I like this, Bjorn, it has a sense of pleading rather than terror.
A very new perspective to the voice of the monster. makes me think why do we hate them? It is their nature to be vile, just like humans ought to be nice. But we always look monster down, but aren’t we too the monsters then?
I think we are just as much monsters… and maybe we should just set the rules so don’t hurt each others.
Love it – especially the fade. The tragedy of self awareness…
Chain me —
cause I can sense a yearning darkly
growing in my bones and marrow
My belly aches to bite your nape,
to rip your torso open. Yet still I’m sane,
so…
Wow.. just wow!!💞
He he
I love the repetition of ‘Chain me’. It starts off pleading and then becomes more and more desperate. I also love the beaver moon, the nightshade eyes, the wolfblood, and the transformation stanza by stanza. It makes me howl with pleasure, Bjorn!
That was lovely for a horror poem. Every part was fresh and I loved the rhythm.
I loved the musicality in this poem. And the irony in the line “To rip your torso open. Yet still I’m sane…”
There is such a deep sadness in the heart of a soul terrified by the monster within. Hope someone gives the speaker what it wants, hope that the want is the same as the need, hope the blood doesn’t wolf madly and hungrily.
Whoa! Riveting and visceral! And I love the musicality of your rhythm. Man, that repetition of “chain me…”
Like the plaintive wail of the monster… who wants to be loved. Nicely done!!
A masterpiece! You captured the sadness and inevitability of a wretched life.
Chain me…you gave him feeling and a desire to be free by being appehended. The addict in all of us in some measure.
The pleading monster reminds me of the bottle imp..better be chained forever 🙂
Haha, that *is* monstrous. Somehow I survived to November 1. I too find your freedom in being chained very interesting. Bravo!
Knowing ones own madness does give a desire to be tamed but brave are those that attempt it; would you risk it?
Excellent werewolf poem, and a good challenge to write from the monster’s perspective.
Ah – the voice of the monster. Interesting companion to my entry.
Have you read Grendel, by John Gardner?
namaste
JzB
Nope I have not… but I was quite inspired by some other stories seeing the monster’s view… (can you mention Harry Potter?)
I really love the whole piece, but this…. Wow!
Chain me —
leave me howling in my hatred
leave me thirsty, leave me to my hunger.
Cause when morning breaks I’ll bless
your firmness with my illness.
oh yeah!!! Blame it on the moon
” Curse that orb
transforming fingernails to claws.
Curse these teeth and bristly fur.”
Good job Bjorn
much love…
excellent write.
“… chain me if you love me / chain me if you hate me” — there’s a theatrical grandness to it. Amazing soliloquy.
Each stanza a desperate plea. Superb, haunting visuals.
Perfect for Halloween. We had307 Trick or Treaters. Lots of scary and plenty of cute, too.
Fantastic writing!