January 25 is Robbie Burns Day. Birthday of the Scottish poet and infamous Tarbolton werewolf Robbie Burns, who officially turned werewolf at the age of 22 before turning poet a few years later. Robbie spent much of his life roaming the countryside of Scotland, famous for both his romantic poetry and his quicksilver transformations.
“There’s good evidence that Robbie Burns poetic genius may have been rooted in his struggle to accept and control his lycanthropy,” says Raymond Stephanson, Professor of Were-Lit. “Traumatized by early “cribbing” experiments, Robbie became obsessed with maintaining his freedom, at great cost to his personal life.”
He died of a tooth extraction some fifteen years later when an inexperienced dentist used a real silver filling on his rotten eye-tooth and the metal travelled to his brain, killing him 24 hours later. Luckily Robbie’s poetry remains with us, a source of inspiration and comfort to humans and werewolves alike.
So for a holiday based on a werewolf poet, what better way to celebrate than with a poem written by a werewolf?
Werewolf poet, Shewolf, goes by Sydney in human form, is herself obsessed with personal freedom. This enigmatic and mercurial bitten werewolf first came to the site around a year ago and quickly became known for her brooding stories and anti-cribbing and anti-pack advocacy. On the run for several months now, Shewolf now prefers to stay in touch with encoded messages in poetry, like this poem below.
WOLF
“Child tread softly through this wood.
You poor sweet thing. You smell so good.
I could not miss you standing there
with scarlet red atop your hair.
Were you not warned of beasts the like of me
who snatch up such pretty young things,
For who couldn’t resist that doe-eyed stare,
your pink flushed cheeks, or silken hair
and I doubt those fine legs could carry you far
from my violent demons known only to mar,
the weak and innocent young things like you.
Your quivering shoulders suggest that you rue
ever coming here and perhaps you should,
for before me here where you once stood,
They’ll find nothing but your cold red blood…
And whatever might be left of that little red hood.”
by Seth Greening - Visit SethOnSurvival.com
Lost your temper?! Mine just popped off. Now stigma. U apologize now. I’m not kidding. Before I altogether blow my Stack u will apologize sincerely to Remus. I understand ur upset but that’s no excuse. Now. Fix it before I do
. Sorry. well, i just had to get at someone, and it was you Remus. Why? I don’t know. An affair? I doubt it. I just wanted to keep the argument going. But thank you for relieving my anger. I am sorry for every piece of energy you wasted on me. I’m sorry I targeted you… For every second you wasted just replying to me, Im sorry. Huh. The world would be better off if I just jumped off a cliff and hit the bottom still breathing. That would atone for my sins.
good stigma. A sincere honest apology. We love u stigma. U are family to me. Please don’t think of harming yourself in any way. Its not worth it. U made a mistake. No biggie. U simply apologized and we all move on. Nothing worth your pain and suffering.
thanks Shewolf.
Can we just stop all this and get to figuring out who almost killed my daughter? You guys annoy me so much! You’re too busy fighting, then making up, then fighting again… When are you going to grow up and put your grudges behind you! At this point I would have liked to see the 24 bullets that almost killed Haleigh be shot at you. Now quit being preschoolers and start acting more mature.
I HAVE BEEN TRYING! I HAVENT SLEPT IN OVER FOUR DAYS! I’VE BEEN GOING OVER EVERY INCH OF EVIDENCE AND NOTHING MAKES SENSE!
You would like to see the 24 bullets go through me? Get a g36 come by my house and shoot the living heck out of me! Nothing will stop me from finding the person who did this to Kristen. Not you, not the murders, and certainly not a bullet to my head!
Ok everyone here just needs to chill a little bit. We are all on the same side and we all have a common goal. To ensure the survival of the werewolves that have been abducted and/or attacked and we need to find out what happened so that we can make sure that they and everyone else stay safe. So please stop fighting and let’s work together to figure out what happened.
Seth
Just stay out of it seth. You are very right, but just face it, I’m a monster. I won’t stop until I do something I’ll regret. I’ll get myself into alot of trouble and THEN realize my mistakes. My daughter is the same way. Humans telling me to calm down only makes me angrier. In fact, that situation happened on a full moon a number of years ago. I ended up transforming in front of those people and I killed them all. It’s not something I’m proud of. By the way, I never wanted to start a fight, I just wanted to end this one. So I beg you all, PLEASE STOP AND I’LL STOP ALSO. I won’t stop fighting when others are still fighting. I always end up picking up on other’s emotions.
Hail Ashpaw’s Mom,
Well I can’t stay out of it. My name is on the site up at the top there so I kinda gotta get involved.
It has been a crazy time for werewolves with the supernoon and all the attacks and I sure don’t blame you all for being on edge but if you werewolves don’t stick together then whoever is behind these attacks will win and none of us want that.
Seth
……….
I’m so stupid!……
……….
Alisa, I’m sorry…
………
I’m also sorry, but let’s not spend all of our time apologizing to each other. I’ll eventually say something I’ll regret. So let’s just forget about, ok?
yeah, we’ll just end up fighting again. hey, did you look for that thing that i told to look for?
Yes, I found it.
Ok awesome, let’s move on, back finding out who has been hunting werewolves.
Seth
um…. im really sorry for fighting.
You need to back off ashpaw. U do not come into here say what ever the hell u feel like and especially not o Seth!. U respect Seth. He a good hard working man ensuring our safety and well being. Huh u think you’ve Ben through rough times? Hmph. I you’re looking for pity your in the wrong place
Shewolf: this is the real Ashpaw, Haleigh. Please just drop the whole fighting thing okay? My mother won’t stop, and neither will I. People who don’t know me that well think I’m shy and considerate. But there is always the occasional person who brings out the fiercely defensive side of me. My mother is the same way. She means well, she really does. Now I would appreciate if we at least had the remotest idea of who did this to me. Has anyone found good solid evidence yet?
I backed off shewolf. And I’m not looking for pity. I don’t want to start a fight either, I just wanted to end this one. I do respect Seth and I appreciate what he is doing for us. Without him I would have no chance of finding the kidnapper/murderer we all are looking for. This is Ashpaw’s mother, BTW. The real Ashpaw is still unconscious and has little chance of surviving. Again, I’m not looking for pity. I backed off. I don’t want to fight. Like I said before, I pick up on others emotions. Which, at this point is hurting me more than anything. And for the rest of you:
I appreciate that you have stopped fighting, and that I can call you a friend now. (am I right?) I hope you can forgive me
Aspaw’s Mother
Yea lets just end the fight here and focus on whats important the hurted ones.
I’m trying my hardest.
Seth,
I hope that no offense was taken, from my comment to you earlier. I never meant to disrespect you in any way. Am I forgiven?
Hail Ashpaw,
Yes indeed. You are forgiven.
Keep on keeping on.
Seth
ugh… internally bleeing again…. seth… doctor… help… now….
Hail Shewolf,
Thanks for keeping on. What happened? Have you been visiting Ashpaw in your dreams or something? Do you know a werewolf doctor in your area?
Seth
I don’t know anyone….. I don’t sleep…. None the less dream…. Ive been cutting myself open and sewing what’s bleeding… But this method Wong last long… I need help..
Hail Shewolf,
We need to find you a surgeon to help you out. Can you call 911? Are you in human form or wolf form? How did you get injured?
Until we can get you some help keep on keeping on.
Seth
Dear Seth and anyone whom it may concern:
I’ve been admitted to the hospital in critical condition. I have a week to live. I um. Don’t know what else to say…. So as of now. Until next week… Bye
Hail Shewolf,
That is grim news indeed. I hope that your werewolf super healing powers defy the doctors ability to predict your recovery. The moon is getting fuller right now (next full moon on the 17th – The Dragon Moon) so your werewolf healing powers will be getting stronger every day. Can you share any details of your condition? Is this related to the silver bullets you last reported or something else? If you let me know I may be able to do some research on potential treatments.
The Dragon Moon is a very powerful full moon so it should really help your healing powers.
Please keep on keeping on.
Seth
I never healed as I should….. I am afraid I have a fatal heart murmur… The hole kn my heart is finally retaliating and I’m basically screwed…… It’s from a silver bullet…. That I once thought wouldn’t kill me…. ironically I was very wrong…. I have only a week….. But I do not fear death. My healing powers were never inherited…. So I am sorry to inform u… I am no longer….
If a drink ever appears near you drink it dont question it. make sure you and only you drinks it, i try to let people live so please tell no one i will be severly punished for playing “favorites” even though in no shape or form are you related to me so please drink it no questions and tell no one!!!!!!! you will live and be cured for months
I don’t trust strangers. I’ve been killed enough by strangers.
Seriously? Fine, don’t listen.. I don’t care.. Your not even on my list of fates to handle
Shewolf! The Goddess is no stranger. Trust me on this one. In fact, it was I who consulted her to ask if she could break her very strict rules and consult on your situation. Her fatey interventions have saved me and numerous others on the site from certain death on numerous occasions including one horrifying death by shoebox that I don’t even like to think about. If the drink arrives, it will help! I urge you to try to trust her on this one!
Seth
Dude, I think you barely know me, but zhe Goddess iz to bee no strenger mun! She haz helped many ppls az zshe hangz out herez.
Why I’ma beez tokin layk dis? I donut no… rilliz. pleassh makesh meh stop thizzz….
Umm.. so much for cat language.
Seth, can you change that to the right email?
Thanks!!!
Today bein my last day to live….. I treat you all to some poems I had wrote. Enjoy them.
Heres the first.
Cruelty and The Beast
Sydney L******
Ah, Dear Cruelty…
How you sway so sweetly.
On this polished floor,
Where you carefully watch
His prison door.
The Beast your tricked.
Oh, how you caged him.
Why’d you kick him?
Why’d you enrage him?
He cried many nights,
Only wanting to be free.
Although you ordered many fights,
He could only plea…
“Oh, Dear Maiden,
You are so cruel.
Now I’ve spoken,
But I know that you’ll,
Turn your back and leave me here,
But dear Mistress you’ve
Much to fear.
For when I’m free
From these chains on me,
I’m coming for you my love.
I’m going to kill you
My life,
My love,
My dear…
e
We’ll still be together,
You and me…
But unlike you,
I’ll be free.
While you lay shackled,
On this cold floor
And I watch you suffer
Forevermore…
Ah, sweet Cruelty,
How’s it feel
To lay here and suffer
A life of cold steel…
Shame on you
For not seeing,
What isn’t true,
Or your hand in what I’ll do…
You’re end is nearing closer dear
Can you hear it?
Listen here…
Do you hear that sound my love?
The cold whisper from above?
The mocking chuckle from below?
Oh, this will be quite a show.
You did this,
Don’t you know?
What you did is wrong my wife.
So prepare to feel my knife,
Digging in your back my dear.
Is this what you wished to hear?
Do not shun me for my deed…
For I’m simply a beast…
Being me.
Created to mar,
Bite and gnash
You have destroyed me,
Diminished my heart to ash
You locked me away
To never see light…
Or let my dreams
Ever take flight…
Yes I’m and animal
This much is true.
But in dreary time
I’ve learned,
That so are you.
So my Cruelest
This is goodbye…
You’ve doomed yourself
Please don’t you cry…
I’ll bring you death.
Make no mistake,
But my morals I cannot fake
For my dear,
My feelings hold true…
Yes…
I’m still in love with you.
I hate you so…
I crave your death…
To sink my teeth into your neck…
But as I say,
I did not lie.
This song here
Is my goodbye.
Ah, My Child,
I scent your fear,
Do you regret coming here?
Your shoulders quiver,
Your hand shakes…
Ah,
You rue your mistakes
Yes I can’t,
forgive your bitter ways,
And neither will,
This malevolent cage.
You were my wife
My lover
My friend
But you and your ways
Have come to an end.
So now my love,
I hold my word
This will be the last anyone’s heard
Of Cruelty and the Beast
Hand in paw…
Heart to Ice chest…
Ah, forgive me for what I’m to do…
What is that you ask?
I’m about to become like you…”
And with that song,
Still echoing virulently
The Beast unlatched the door…
And silenced Cruelty
Forevermore…
My second:
Yellow Eyes
We’ve roamed the wild country
My beautiful yellow eyes,
Side by side we’ve hunted
Shadows dancing on northern skies.
There have been times of plenty
We were content and serene,
Peacefully sleeping
Dangers few and far between.
We’ve also known much hunger
Ribs protruding from each side,
Mournfully we howled
When our starving cubs had died.
And then there was our first winter
Romping thru the glistening snow,
Tasting each crystal snowflake
Falling gently to and fro.
Ah my dear, sweet yellow eyes
I’ve known no greater love,
Without you, I am nothing
Our wild souls are one.
And now you lay there dying
Steel jaws upon your frame,
Life’s blood slowly seeping
I whimper your sweet name.
Helpless, I watch you struggle
Chest heaving with labored breath,
Steel jaws clenching tighter
Winds whisper the song of death.
The blood has now stopped flowing
I know the time is near,
And you will forever leave me
My love, my life, my dear.
And now my world is silent
Your struggles now have ceased,
I lay my head upon you
And know you are at peace.
Perhaps your soul has lifted
To skies where eagles soar,
And there you’ll greet your brothers
To run with them forever more.
And someday I shall find you
In the heaven’s so far above,
And when our wild soul’s unite
There’ll be no greater love.
My third:
Wolves and Women
Have much in common.
Both share a wild spirit.
Wolves and Women
Are instinctual creatures
Able to sense the unseen.
They are loyal
Protective of their pack
And their pups.
They are wild and beautiful.
Both have been hunted and captured.
Even in captivity,
One can see
In the eyes of a Woman,
Or a Wolf
The longing to run free
And the determination…
That shall the opportunity arise
Whooh…
They will be gone…
To the men that try to tame us.
My fourth:
Window open up
Free me please
Yet you stay shut
Cold glass, you tease
Filling me…
With window pane
And my words…. Thank you my friends for staring with me… I’ll miss all of you…. You are family to me…… I couldn’t have asked for more. In the words of a great poet
“I neared the end of my life to find I hadn’t really lived at all”
I haven’t truly lived my friends. I wishing I have. My words to you in my last moments. Live your lives you guys. You only have one dont waste it or live it for anyone else. Live fir yourself. Live for you….. Never give up. “there is no force on earth greater than the will to survive”. Never give up. Be different. Do not be afraid to be unique. Don’t be afraid of who you are. Dint be afraid to be afraid. Dnt be afraid to stand out. Dont be afraid to love. Be all you can.
Forgive me….
I haven’t followed my own advice.
For the last time this is Shewolf
Live strong.
Shewolf,
im really sorry about when we fought before. all of us are really going to miss you, and once again, im sorry.
until we meet again, Fairfarren.
Hail Shewolf,
Thank you for sharing more of your poetry with us.
I never say goodbye because I never give up hope. I believe that somehow you will find a way to overcome this Shewolf and we will meet again. Until then you will be missed.
Seth
I’m stuck in wolf form. Got shot in the stomach…. The silver feels fantastic…. Ugh damn….. I’m not lookin too good….
Been there before.
Both poems are really long… and really awesome!
Never knew this area of the site existed… Fascinating..
I’ve been here a few times
Well you never knew I existed brother until a bit ago.