Poems about Werewolves
#werewolves
Poems about werewolves, shape-shifters and lycan. A werewolf, or lycanthrope, is a human who can shape-shift into a wolf, or gain wolf-like traits. Poetry about choosing to become a werewolf, or being cursed to become one. Dark fantasy and gothic poems about werewolves and a full moon.
missjem56
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 3:06pm
24th Jul 2023 3:06pm
We Are Wolf
A transmogrification
Across the nation
Wolf style
Not doggy!
Well not now
(chorus) I used to be a werewolf, but i'm all right Nooooooooow!
Lycanthropic
Is my current topic
Hairy buttocks
On a full moon
And how
(chorus) I used to be a werewolf, but i'm all right Nooooooooow!
The amazing Plenilune
The glorious full moon
Plenilunatics
On the grass
I take my final bow
(chorus) I used to be a werewolf, but i'm all right Nooooooooooow!!!!
by Jemia
Across the nation
Wolf style
Not doggy!
Well not now
(chorus) I used to be a werewolf, but i'm all right Nooooooooow!
Lycanthropic
Is my current topic
Hairy buttocks
On a full moon
And how
(chorus) I used to be a werewolf, but i'm all right Nooooooooow!
The amazing Plenilune
The glorious full moon
Plenilunatics
On the grass
I take my final bow
(chorus) I used to be a werewolf, but i'm all right Nooooooooooow!!!!
by Jemia
#moon
#funny
#LifeChangingMoment #werewolves
#LifeChangingMoment #werewolves
54 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 12:11pm
24th Jul 2023 12:11pm
We're Wolf (Haiku 5-7-5)
Lycanthropiacal
Ly
can
thro
pi
cal
Transmogrifrcational
Trans
mog
ri
fi
ca
tion
al
Plenilunatic
Ple
ni
lun
at
ic
by Jemia
Ly
can
thro
pi
cal
Transmogrifrcational
Trans
mog
ri
fi
ca
tion
al
Plenilunatic
Ple
ni
lun
at
ic
by Jemia
#moon
#fate
#werewolves
59 reads
3 Comments
Adelphina
Bumped 22nd Jul 2023 5:06pm
27th Aug 2022 00:31am
27th Aug 2022 00:31am
Luna
Baptized by midnight moonshine
Shedding skin with distant howls
Echoes casting majestic spells
Imprinting her stamp into the ether
Ripples traveling through forest
Caressing grey lightening clouds
Same color as her amplified fur
In tune with murky elements
Anticipating her hunt
That’s been heaven sent
Thousands of years and broken love cycles
From natures vault of immortal curses
The same smell
The same aura
The same taste
Traveling in silver laced air
Beaming like a pulsing beacon ...
Shedding skin with distant howls
Echoes casting majestic spells
Imprinting her stamp into the ether
Ripples traveling through forest
Caressing grey lightening clouds
Same color as her amplified fur
In tune with murky elements
Anticipating her hunt
That’s been heaven sent
Thousands of years and broken love cycles
From natures vault of immortal curses
The same smell
The same aura
The same taste
Traveling in silver laced air
Beaming like a pulsing beacon ...
#love
#werewolves
431 reads
22 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
5th Jun 2023 12:18pm
5th Jun 2023 12:18pm
She Remembered That She Saw A Full Moon
Alyson woke up with her head feeling
like a Ram pickup had slammed into it
and saw that she was laying on the ground and
naked before she remembered that she saw
a full moon that turned her into a werewolf.
like a Ram pickup had slammed into it
and saw that she was laying on the ground and
naked before she remembered that she saw
a full moon that turned her into a werewolf.
#gothic
#fiction
#scary
#sensual
#werewolves
118 reads
2 Comments
ThePiper
Poem Published
10th Mar 2023 1:42pm
10th Mar 2023 1:42pm
The Loup
#fire
#monsters
#werewolves
76 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2023 10:15am
22nd Jan 2023 10:15am
the quest for eternity (Jeff Bezos)
The quest for eternity (Jeff Bezos)
He awoke under the bed; it had been his birthday
and had drunk champagne and eaten Danish pastry
He stretched, feeling stiff, walked to the kitchen, opened
the fridge took out cheese, tomatoes, butter and
A bottle of beer, which thirstily drank.
The cleaning lady had been everything was in order
but wondered where guests had gone and when they left
The house was quiet, not a sound from the street
looking out, he saw cars stopped, some with open doors
like they had been abandoned in haste, must be...
He awoke under the bed; it had been his birthday
and had drunk champagne and eaten Danish pastry
He stretched, feeling stiff, walked to the kitchen, opened
the fridge took out cheese, tomatoes, butter and
A bottle of beer, which thirstily drank.
The cleaning lady had been everything was in order
but wondered where guests had gone and when they left
The house was quiet, not a sound from the street
looking out, he saw cars stopped, some with open doors
like they had been abandoned in haste, must be...
#monsters
#vampires
#werewolves
86 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
1st Dec 2022 12:23pm
1st Dec 2022 12:23pm
They Looked At The Blue Full Moon
They looked at
the blue full
moon and
smiled for they
had nothing to
fear but that
was before he
sprouted fut.
the blue full
moon and
smiled for they
had nothing to
fear but that
was before he
sprouted fut.
#romantic
#moon
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#werewolves
175 reads
0 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 10:26am
20th Nov 2022 10:26am
Touched by a Werewolf
torn and bloody from a wolf attack
I escape barely with my life
running to my dorm, passing out on the curve
awaking with my wounds fully healed
looking in the mirror
my body looks a bit different
veins protruding from my skin
"oh shit, I'm late for class!"
I walk in but no one says a thing
the girls start to take notice
feeling great, but soon I'll see I’m cursed
making out with one of the sorority girls
pushing her body up against a street poll
loving the taste of her sweet lips
lifting my hands up her shirt ...
I escape barely with my life
running to my dorm, passing out on the curve
awaking with my wounds fully healed
looking in the mirror
my body looks a bit different
veins protruding from my skin
"oh shit, I'm late for class!"
I walk in but no one says a thing
the girls start to take notice
feeling great, but soon I'll see I’m cursed
making out with one of the sorority girls
pushing her body up against a street poll
loving the taste of her sweet lips
lifting my hands up her shirt ...
#dark
#Halloween
#werewolves
304 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
8th Nov 2022 11:52am
8th Nov 2022 11:52am
Werewolf
The morning comes as if
to a werewolf on
a mossy bank,
the light fingers retracting fur until
a nude accountant’s all that’s left,
wondering just how he came to be
so far from home, and hoping he’s
not killed again.
to a werewolf on
a mossy bank,
the light fingers retracting fur until
a nude accountant’s all that’s left,
wondering just how he came to be
so far from home, and hoping he’s
not killed again.
#werewolves
129 reads
0 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
6th Nov 2022 3:25pm
6th Nov 2022 3:25pm
Creatures of the night
Wicked species crawl about in the mystical mist, deep in the woods where this black sorceress, who persist!!
Filled with lust, wanting to enter and
Penetrate, threw a crew of
Warlocks in control of wicked an evil witch's pit bull bitchs, holden leashes to wolves who surround this fortress!!
Where nocturnal sorcerers, cast spells like dream cast, so medieval!
Lost in a mist, most would resist such dark pleasures, truly ritualistic filled with treasures!
Farefetch, to catch safe to say not to farfetched when going beyond portals and realms of the norm...
Filled with lust, wanting to enter and
Penetrate, threw a crew of
Warlocks in control of wicked an evil witch's pit bull bitchs, holden leashes to wolves who surround this fortress!!
Where nocturnal sorcerers, cast spells like dream cast, so medieval!
Lost in a mist, most would resist such dark pleasures, truly ritualistic filled with treasures!
Farefetch, to catch safe to say not to farfetched when going beyond portals and realms of the norm...
#vampires
#dragons
#ghosts
#witches
#werewolves
824 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
31st Oct 2022 6:55pm
31st Oct 2022 6:55pm
The Rise Of The Wolf By Tenderloin (Blending Juices With SweetKittyCat)
A few extra drinks that hadn’t been planned
He’ll be parking the car to foot it on land
He’s cutting it close, just under an hour
The moon’s growing plump and so is its power
She exits the club, and the street is deserted
Hearing footsteps get closer her senses alerted
Mm… what a handsome man
I do hope he is packing a boner in his pants
She turns to assess him and flashing her smile
“Would you mind,” she inquires “Walk with me just a while”
Any other night, he would quickly oblige
But he must be so careful with that moon on the rise...
He’ll be parking the car to foot it on land
He’s cutting it close, just under an hour
The moon’s growing plump and so is its power
She exits the club, and the street is deserted
Hearing footsteps get closer her senses alerted
Mm… what a handsome man
I do hope he is packing a boner in his pants
She turns to assess him and flashing her smile
“Would you mind,” she inquires “Walk with me just a while”
Any other night, he would quickly oblige
But he must be so careful with that moon on the rise...
#lust
#moon
#lover
#passion
#werewolves
325 reads
8 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
31st Oct 2022 6:00pm
31st Oct 2022 6:00pm
Two Werewolves. Loving causes wild pain.
You asked me not to leave you alone,
And looked at the full moon with angry eyes.
I was just silent - I didn’t know what to say.
We shouldn't be together, I just knew that.
I repeated again that we can not be together,
Explained many times that we are different.
But you didn't want to understand what I meant.
I boldly cut at the root of all my dreams ...
You stood under the moon, turning away from me,
And lovingly said something through my tears.
I will never forget that moment of destruction,
That moment of our silent...
And looked at the full moon with angry eyes.
I was just silent - I didn’t know what to say.
We shouldn't be together, I just knew that.
I repeated again that we can not be together,
Explained many times that we are different.
But you didn't want to understand what I meant.
I boldly cut at the root of all my dreams ...
You stood under the moon, turning away from me,
And lovingly said something through my tears.
I will never forget that moment of destruction,
That moment of our silent...
#love
#moon
#Halloween
#suffering
#werewolves
552 reads
75 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems about Werewolves
