Sulwyn's Soliloquy- An attempt at Epic Poetry

Epic in length only. However, I put all I had in the content too. From the point of view of Sulwyn, for Rutilus.

Oh Rutilus...

Oh Rutilus, I remember the first day we met,
On that summer day so long ago,
The only thing that I regret,
Is that before then, you I did not know.

I had just left my past behind me,
Left my little sister all alone,
So now I tell you my soliloquy,
Of the choices I made that I wish to disown.

My father had been killed a month before,
My mother now months pregnant,
So overwhelmed by the burden I bore,
Responsibility that was given without my consent.

I just couldn't take it,
The confusion and the pain,
My heart falling in a spiralling pit,
Never, I thought, to return again.

So I left my mother and her unborn fawn,
Ran away and didn't look back,
By the time mother noticed I was gone,
I was fathoms away, leaving not a single track.

That was when I saw you there-
Standing in the light,
Then I suddenly knew I could bear,
My grief and my plight.

You spoke- and the words caressed my ears like a sweet summer night breeze,
The wind was blowing through the trees that fateful summer night,
You coaxed me and conviced me that I should relax and be at ease,
That was all I needed, you helped me see the foolishness of my flight.

The very next day we said our goodbyes,
For I went home as the sun rose above the land,
But only to hear a lonely fawn's cries,
My return wasn't as I had planned.

I heard the cries of a fawn from very far away,
I had an ominous feeling growing stronger in my heart,
I felt for my cowardice I was about to pay,
And so I found my mother- cold and soul-depart.

I wept and lay beside her still and cold face,
Nudged her and begged that this was some sort of game,
I knew that had I been here, this would not have been the case,
Even still I wish I would have stayed so things would be the same.

However, I did not cling long to my grief-
I took my sister to an elder-doe,
Then I stole away like a theif,
My sister would be cared for; I knew I must go.

So once again I set off on my own;
I returned to live in the forest to be with you-
The rest of the story to you is known.
And as this day draws to a close; one thing I know is true,
Rutilus, things are changing- I'll never again feel alone,
Now my soliloquy is over; with you I start anew.

Thanks for reading, original poetry copyright me, no stealin fools. ;P 12 stanzas, 38 lines. VOILA. *collapses of exhaustion*