Lone Wolf–solitary poetry
Lone Wolf
A boy looking for a father’s hand to hold—afraid and brave all at once.
Women nurture and turn away.
Unprotected.
A man spins words into precise configurations of protective strategy
Only to find attack from the side
Or from behind.
He escapes to a dance with wind blown ice.
Thick fur withstands Mother Nature
who hurts, attacks, and kills.
He salvages comfort, love and money with stories of struggle. A stone retreat. Silent trees sway in the wind and creak with age.
Look to the sky
—to the birds in flight
that nest together for warmth.
Dull the pain.
Cherish the words alone.
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