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cinq-cinquain poem using waiting,white,wonder,wolf,window,wood,willow,water |
| Forgotten Love Waiting By the window When will you come to me? A lone wolf crouches in pity, Lingers. Hungry By the wood pile; Doomed heart beats fitfully. Like me, it feels abandoned, lost, Unfed. Leaden Willow branches Creak under white powder. Water drips from the eaves, rhythmic, Heavy. Silent Cardinals clutch Fraying twigs wishing wolf Would turn its head so they could land Quiet. Sorrow Nips at us four Who seek comfort, relief. I wonder if you feel me here, Weeping. |