Across frozen wasteland
Cruel eyes seeking my essence
Looks for my warmth on frigid plane
Follows my foot prints across the snow
I don’t dare turn to see how near he is
Not much further and I will find shelter
I approach a bunker full of friends
No fears can follow me in there
Helping hands reach out for me
A place out of harms way
A place of comfort
I have escaped
No more fear
Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge. Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves. The words this week are “Cold” and “Safe“. This week I chose an Etheree, well technically a Double Etheree.
Note – Fiyero (my boxer) resents my insinuation that he is a coldblooded killer ;) Yes, that is him up there chasing his “sister” Idina through the snow….