Sunday, 15 April 2018

Napowrimo 2018 / Day 15 / Old Wolfy

Napowrimo 2018 / Day 15 - Old Wolfy

Prompt - Write poem in which a villain faces an unfortunate situation, and is revealed to be human (but still evil).

I wrote a poem last year from the perspective of Grandma from Little Red Riding Hood.  This year I thought I would write from the perspective of the wolf.  Also the poem is homage to performance poet Joseph Coelho, who I recently performed Fairy Tales Gone Bad.  Which has inspired this poem.

I'm a pale shade.
A shadow of my former
glorious, shaggy self.

They stand around,
crowing, mawkish grins,
congratulating themselves.

Ding, dong
the wolf is dead.
The wicked wolf is dead.

They've killed the villain
of the piece.
But that's not the full story.

Back at the den.
There is a litter
Of cute, defenceless, furry cubs.

Their mother died.
Whelping them.
I was all they had in the world.

I didn't want to roam far.
Or feed them
rangy old Grandma meat.

But she was convenient.
Then I saw young red.
Thought that she'd be tender.

Easier to drag
back to the den.
Oh cubs what tiny mouths you have.

They were dependent on me.
Now they too.
Shall perish like all flesh.

They call me monster.
An animal.
But I know about pack.

How monstrous to leave
Grandma in a shack
by the edge of the forest.

All alone bar the odd visit.
From the girl
with a basket full of goodies.

I don't blame the humans.
Nature is red.
In tooth and claw.

Redder than that
cloak and everyone knows
Humans are vicious predators.

1 comment:

  1. I'm linking them up for you ;)