A Lonely Pack

An arduous path

Thorns, wolves: a pack

Munching, living off scraps

No pouncing hares left

They were all trapped this year

Enthralled by promises

False promises of freedom and no care

But life, like they say, is unfair

Every one lost this year

For their sake

Even their friend the Great White Bear

Shed no tear.

Comments: 12

Cheryl W. Jul 22, 2009, 10:20am UTC

Good poem!

Robertson K. Jul 22, 2009, 10:28am UTC

Thank you.

Tryandfeelme W. Jul 22, 2009, 10:59am UTC

Your poem is very intense, I love it

Tryandfeelme W. Jul 22, 2009, 10:59am UTC

Feels like it should have some jazz behind it, beautiful

Robertson K. Jul 22, 2009, 11:18pm UTC

Some jazzy beats? That sound good.

JustMe ~I'm happy to be~ Jul 22, 2009, 1:43pm UTC

Purrrrrr's comment reflects my thoughts exactly.

Lisa Frost Bailey Jul 22, 2009, 2:03pm UTC

awesome write, and it is very intense.

Robertson K. Jul 22, 2009, 11:19pm UTC

thanks

GayLynn P. Jul 22, 2009, 7:12pm UTC

It's very sad. I will shed a tear for the lost wolves.

Robertson K. Jul 22, 2009, 11:20pm UTC

thank you on their behalf