Fawn
This poem accompanies a painting I uploaded at the same time.
Fawn belongs to the following groups:
Creative Poetry ChallengesSometimes, when you are unawares,
Something is watching you.
Its quiet breath wafts into nothingness,
adrift like the soul of birdsong.
You can sense the stillness
of the flower waiting to be kissed
by the bee, of the fawn
waiting to be shot by the hunter.
It is not an easy silence.
whitehawk60
This is a excellent poem