Icy
Broken with eyes,
Staring at lower ground,
The eyes of the wolf are feeble,
Staring.
Waliking,
Howling windstorm,
Encased with icy snow,
Eternally imprisoned ice,
Longing.
Refuge,
holds back it's hands,
Hungers for solitude,
The wolf seeks hunger for it's shell,
Greedy.
Sinful,
The wolf cries out,
Starving like ice in spring,
Hungers for true companionship,
Alone.
Longing,
For someone there,
Cold sanctuary here,
Reaches out to our barren friend.
Silence.
Author notes
This is a series of Cinquains I wrote for my poetry class. Hope you enjoy them.
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