Consumed By Expectation
Consumed By Expectation
The lion waits; a tired and lonely beast
sequestered long behind the iron gate
which sternly keeps him prisoner, at least
in body. But his gusty roars relate
the mental blaze which leaps beyond the cage;
the kindled strength and burning hope, like fire
of hungry flames that wildly lick in rage,
devouring viciously the dwindling pyre.
He waits and hopes the iron gate will rise;
the culmination of his endless dream,
when agony, at last, will earn the prize
he seeks. But at that moment will it seem...
that strength for joy is lacking in his claim...
consumed by expectation's fiery flame?
Sandra M. Haight
~8th Place~
Premiere Contest: New Sonnets Only
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Judged: 09/01/2018
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