Hi everyone, just a poem I came up with following the Marauder's adventures in the Forbidden Forest! Read and review please!
A Full Moon Night.
Racing across smooth green grass
and
watching up ahead
A stag prances regally by the lake,
fur
shining dark roan red.
Then another shadow appears
blending
with the night
As a large black dog gambols 'round
bathed in
the full moon's light.
Playing near an enormous tree
which
thrashes round quite madly
The two are joined by a straggly
rat
that sniffs at a buzzing bee.
A dancing wind tickles the
group
who, under freedom's rule,
Continue to play and run the
grounds,
always acting the fool.
But suddenly the three do
freeze
as the night is pierced by a noise
For in the distance a
werewolf howls
and his animal friends stand poised.
In a single
moment the stag takes a leap
to be followed by rat and dog
Cause
playtime's over, the mission's begun
and they dash quickly through
the fog.
The stag gallops faster, hooves pounding dirt
Rat
streaks forward, pressing on
The dog keeps pace, ears alert,
for
the wolf's reign won't end 'till dawn.
And soon they must be
getting near
cause the howls are ever louder
Through fog a
silhouette emerges
the wolf's only getting rowdier.
The
three arrive and bound right up
prepared for the attack,
The
two canines meet and lock their eyes,
the werewolf stares right
back.
And suddenly the stag rears up,
dog rips away his
gaze,
As both unite and move as one
and all becomes a haze.
In
the dark, the fight's a blur,
yet the wolf's still up and
raring
Black & roan rushes past in a whir,
and one wonders
how they're faring.
But suddenly the fight calms down
and the
night falls deathly still,
And the heavy breathing of each
beast
warm's the air of its eerie chill.
In unison, dog,
wolf and stag
raise their eyes up to the sky
The rat peeks out
from behind a rock
to figure out just why.
For as the sky
begins to lighten,
and night turns into day,
The sun comes up
with a yellow gleam
and the full moon wanes away.
A
songbird starts to sing its song
its nest already made,
And the
werewolf cries a mournful howl
as its fur begins to fade.
Stag,
rat and dog wait happily
as if in expectation,
For the wolf's
almost in human form,
whom they will greet in salutation.
And
slowly, but surely a boy appears
where the full moon beast had
stood.
Looking first confused, but then comprehending,
as a
werewolf turned man should,
Laying tired eyes on his three best
friends,
their own eyes filled with worry,
He smiles towards
dog, rat and stag
and signals them to hurry.
Though the
night's adventure had ended at last
they had only to wait a
month
Before all could become their animal forms
to stop the
werewolf eating lunch.
For now they're turned back into boys
and
wandering back to school,
Still best friends - and who wouldn't
be,
after stopping a werewolf's rule?