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In the dark night of the jungle,
During a thunderstorm and heavy rain,
A lone fawn appears in flashes of lightning,
Separated from its mother,
Frightened by wild creatures and wilderness.
The roar of clouds
And the terrifying roar of the king
Force it to hide behind a mound.
Time stretches like years,
Yet its endurance bears fruit.
The clouds lose their fury before the fragile fawn
And drift away like a defeated army.
Stars emerge; the fawn’s hope strengthens.
The moon lights its trembling path.
After a few dreadful hours,
Guided by patience and faith,
The fawn reunites with its mother
In the silver light of the moon.
the dogs were barking as if mass murderers were lurking in our bushes
It was dusk, difficult to see, but then, I spotted a fluffy white tail
A mama deer followed by two fawns; the dogs went wild
I was glad the dogs were confined to their dog porch with wire sides
They cannot get through it, so my power animals were safe
fawn is my power animal
increasing my ability to be aware
to listen to my surroundings
to encourage others to show their softer side
fawn is my power animal
her dotted back matches my dotted hands
she is as young and fresh
as I am older and seasoned
in her solitude
independence at own risk ~
with quiet resolution
Leaping o’er the meadow, a tender fawn
yonder owl turns his head 360 degrees around
On his lily, croaks the frog
lovestruck robins sing their dialog
Time to go to bed, my gramma said
off to view these scenes in my head
there was a young man named Sean
who pledged his undying love to Dawn
one day at the faire
he met a different woman there
and now he has run off with Fawn
At day break, Commanche maiden wanders to the river
Solemn silence greets her, then a tiny flick in the water
Brother catfish, she guesses,
Movement to the west
She turns and meets the eyes of a fawn
The creature is here to give her a lesson
She listens the best she can
For fawn is her spirit animal
She has much to learn
• She flatters me with her words
• I start to fawn
• That usually lasts until dawn
love of her child
opens mother's eyes to new life
birth of young fawn
FAWN SPOTS
Fawns have Lost their Spots
Now they look like their Mother
Growing into it.
How I longed for and every morn,
For a decadent slice of cake,
At beginning of every dawn,
Was hooked, my heart did often ache.
Not fussy, fairy cake or bun,
To be sweet, I was for sure born,
Rain, snow, mist, hail or scorching sun,
How I longed for and every morn.
Traveled cities so far and wide,
At seven sharp did often wake,
To reach the famous pastry side,
For a decadent slice of cake.
Dentist warned, teeth are looking bad,
Are slightly yellow brown and fawn,
Stop or you will be very sad, ,
At beginning of every dawn.
You like to dress to always stun,
In your shoes you will one day quake
Say no, I have finally won,
Was hooked, my heart did often ache.
So, I became sober once more.
Did not touch cake since yesterday,
Yearning not as bad as before,
My decision made from today,
And every morn.
Poetry Contest Entry: Double The Fun Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Date; Thursday 6th April 2023
Light breaking forth at dawn
reveals right there on my lawn
a lovely sight to which I’m drawn:
a wee woodland sprite to gaze upon,
prancing with joy and delight, a red fawn.
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Another 'jump rhyme': 5 line monorhyme
of lengths, 6,7,8,9,10
with internal rhyme jumping from word 1 to word 5
through the progression
deer
baby deer wet lawn
nature feeds the new born fawn…
winter comes grass gone
04-10-2022
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