I saw three warlock werewolves
in downtown London
as real as you and me
and I knew they’d escaped
those full moons restrictions and
morphed into full time werewolves
liberated from the confines of
dark nights and lunar cycles
I speculated they must have
used their magic wand spells
to lift the moon made restriction
and I wondered what they were
doing in downtown London
then things got more surreal
when I saw a poster for a
werewolf warlock convention
and I woke up from what was
only a lucid werewolves dream
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
80, last Piscean month, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, long ago from MA.
Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life, feeling fantastic and eternally youthful, always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional, some are not.
I write about Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, Historical events like The Burning Times, Fictional Characters I Create, and much more . I write a minimum of 3 poems daily.
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