Desolation

lost in the middle of wilderness
escorted with her old friend,
darkness flames that burn should've been there,
to guide her trek back home.
yet it had gone out; turned to embers.
slowly dying in the midst of howling air,
drifting further away where she stood,
it'll be gone forever in the void.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Again. You create place, danger and place in so few words. Nice flow of thoughts led to strong ending. Thank you Dhes for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote