‘Pride’
The pride is scattered,
limping, dry season ahead.
Rain clouds will return.
Big Triku ‘Pride’
The pride has scattered
far, shattered, limping. Thirsty.
Dry season ahead.
~
Flies, dust, wet infected wounds,
pathetic hunger and fear. Sudden
new strength from desperation.
~
Resplendent female,
hot sun, purple storms. Eyes watch
her only future.
Nicholas Rowe Poetry 