Rondeau: On the road

By Sandra Renew | 19 Aug 25

on the road a refugee

hurries on, forced to flee,

her children huddle in dusty coats,

bread and apples and cooking pots

perch on a cart with make-shift wheels

she pushes on, looks back and sees

plume of a rocket spiralling free,

a misfire here, she sobs with hope

on the road

thump of a close grenade, she feels

reverberation through the soles of her feet

dust in eyes, she looks through the smoke,

her life, her children, all in the scope 

of what she must save

on the road