Search, Quintain

Sunday Scribblings #309 – Search, I wrote a Quintain

The crying child will fall at last alone
with empty arms that we deceived him with
The whining wind of old is now all gone
to play its games around the house a bit
And search the path of days that runs forlorn.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

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Searching prophet, WWP wordle

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He dared and bought a dusty saddlebag,

A prophet galloping east.

Bold shouts of lean children condemning the rust,

Wise guardian searching the woodland

For windmills,

Reaching the mellow and bare country around.


© 2011 Mariya Koleva