anonymousblue

Alone and Naked

I have walked for miles

on many a moonless night,

carrying a wet torch

and pockets full of dust,

ignoring the wind's consolation,

trampling on bluebells

and spear grass

with equal indifference.

 

I couldn't make it.

I confessed to being alone

and naked to the wolves

chasing me;

I wept like a lamb

as they bit me.

In pain and despair

I reached for the sky

and hoped for a sign.

 

I'm still hoping.

 

Comments5

  • myself and me

    While you are hoping, use the torch to fight. Well penned and welcome to the site.

  • Goldfinch60

    That wet torch will dry out and give you the light to move on and see the moon.
    Very good emotive write.

    Welcome to MPS.

  • Saxon Crow

    Great poem A. Sure those wolves werent werewolves?!!

  • orchidee

    A fine write.
    What you doing, alone and naked, being chased by wolves? You need to be indoors, not out on a night like that! heehee.

  • Joe Dawson

    Alone and naked as in vulnerable , dust from one or more past relationships, and the need to confide out of despair, you must have been hurt very badly if this is taken from life. I fancy a sign has come - it's in your writing and who knows what luck may come your way. A very touching piece. Joe



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