A Hunter's Moon

The moon half full,
The night was fine.
When I went out,
Late evening time.

I walked about,
Here and there.
And gazed aloft,
Then felt cold air.

And then I saw,
A vampire bat.
Much larger than,
Man or cat.

Then it screeched,
An almighty roar.
Leaving my ears,
Bleeding and sore.

I raced away,
While looking back.
In case it swooped,
And did attack.

Through a graveyard,
I began to flee.
Then into woods but,
Kept pace with me.

Again glancing back,
Saw its demon eyes.
Both mocking me,
Playing with its prize

Hours and hours,
Lasted my plight.
And was only saved,
By dawn's first light.

The bat had gone,
No longer there.
But still visits me,
In every nightmare.

But not for long,
I've a tale to tell.
The next full moon,
I'll give it hell.

Late on that night,
I will transform.
To become a beast,
A new life-form.

For next full moon,
Will be blood red.
A Hunter's Moon,
My fears all dead.

A change in me,
So shall occur.
What once was skin,
Will then be fur.

On a Hunter's Moon,
That bat's fanged jaws.
Soon torn to shreds,
By my Wolfman claws...

Dedicated to brother's Leon and Brad and your old man Brett.
Three cool dudes with three cool names. 
Hang in there dudes.