Grief
The strong winds swooned her hair in air
Her tears had welled up inside to the brim
They wanted to lay a distraught grief bare
Stalked, abused, and stymied not to dare
She could not fight alone a battle so grim
The strong winds swooned her hair in air
Her confidence was shattered in despair
No help came to lift her worldview so dim
They wanted to lay a distraught grief bare
Gory tales of crushed women did a scare
It seemed impossible to get out of the rim
The strong winds swooned her hair in air
All had chipped in to set her up in a snare
Hopes belied, she could just maffle a hymn
They wanted to lay a distraught grief bare
She hid her disheveled face in her hands
Her heart had surely melted in core sands
The strong winds swooned her hair in air
They wanted to lay a distraught grief bare
1.8.2020
Inspired by Regina McIntosh's contest image but written in Villanelle form and not enclosed rhyme form. Therefore, not submitted for contest.
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