A Sequestered Fawn
Then
I
fear
not your
fond and soft
tenderness, but you
bidding farewell without ceasing
so, satisfy me with the fruit of your care and warmth
I was insatiably famishing, predatory for your love- you nourished with ease
Now
I
am
seeking
more than life
can bestow with ease
I’m depraved and a feared outcast
sanctified yet loathsome, I renounce my high spirits
for I am a sequestered fawn uninhabited and denied in the grove of life
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1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 syllables / 54 syllables total
Date written: January 8, 2019
Contest: Writing Challenge January, 2019- Fibonacci - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
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