WILD & FREE ... a cinquain

This is my first attempt at writing a Cinquain - which is basically just another poetry form that follows a prescribed format.  Cinquains are 5 lines long with 2 syllables in the first line, 4 in the 2nd line, 6 in the 3rd line , 8 in the 4th line and 2 in the last line.

Sound easy doesn't it - well like Haiku, they actually have a degree of difficulty.  They can rhyme or not. 

 WILD AND FREE ….A CINQUAIN …

              Maureen Clifford © The Scribbly Bark Poet

Brumbies

running wild hear

the choppers coming near.

Head for the treeline – dodge the blast

of bullets.

One mare

big bellied, slow,

gut shot, now writhes below

in red dirt – stained a deeper hue

with blood.

She cries

her calls unheard

but one bird spreads the word.

In a gum tree, Kookaburra

mourns her.

Old Sol

retreats at last

the mare’s agony passed

she died, along with unborn foal.

So cruel.

Their goal

the ones who rule -

to remove feral pest

These horses gave to us their best

in war.

But now

we’ve changed.  It seems

they’ve no place in our dreams

expendable and out of place.

Disgrace