POEM STARTER
Your character is experiencing a moment of realisation surrounding their identity and their place in the world. Write a poem about how they feel in this moment.
The lonely shepherd.
I genuinely care for them.
The love I have bleeds out but it is unknown,
and I would never ask someone
to clean up my wounds;
the sheep may be helpless but I am not.
It bleeds out in mystery, in religion;
you cannot see it, but I am not embarrassed by it,
I am not embarrassed by my living.
In the practical sense I dwell on top of a hill,
I sleep outside, play music under the stars, tell stories; some are made up and some are real.
My family believe none of them, and the children in the marketplace believe them all.
I am very lonely, but I am not alone;
I wish no other to join me on the hills
where I write my poetry and devote myself.
I wish no other to join me.
Like I said before, shepherding a flock is as religious as Love; I could die for it.
I would die for them.
I genuinely care for them.