On night’s like this the blood calls
with an ache that pulls from the
marrow of my bones.
The moon impels my limbs to move,
to run, to seek, to rend, to rip.
to HOWL.
So, I sit in the dark of this room.
Chains binding my arms and legs.
That moon staring at me
through a single window;
taunting me and tempting me.
Freedom is here, it says,
Just let go and come play.
I feel the change coming.
I will not fight it off.
The chains will hold.
The chains will hold.
The chains…
Betsy Snow White Bibliophile 
Beautiful from a fellow moon worshiper, hears to the clanking of chains hitting the floor.
http://gypsyspiritrising.blogspot.com/2017/06/beautiful-freaks-fest-2017.html
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“…to run, to seek, to rend, to rip.
to HOWL.”
Such powerful imagery. And I love the closing, her refusal to let her circumstances to rule her behavior. Yum!
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P. S. I will add your link to the party post (http://magalyguerrero.com/welcome-to-beautiful-freaks-fest-2017/), so that you won’t be missed. When (and if) you post for Day 2, remember to add the link to that specific entry.
And thanks sooo much for sharing your Beautiful Freakishness!
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How many souls have been spared through the compassion of the inner beast, chaining itself. Fabulous. XXX
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Wow I am just loving all these werewolf posts!
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I can feel the protagonist straining to pull against their chains. Those last few lines…I can hear the chains snapping. Really nice.
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That moon staring at me
through a single window;
taunting me and tempting me.
Freedom is here, it says,
Just let go and come play.
I love this!!❤️
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Gorgeous poetry..I am smitten, deeply beautiful!
Victoria
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Ooooh… I love this!!! Break the chains and come run under the moon with my little wolf girl Harriet! ;D
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This is so well written!! I really love this! The power of mother moon!
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I can hear them falling to the floor…..freeing the inner howl.
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This was just fabulous. So many iconic images and all so well put together. Kudos.
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