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Poetry
The Selkie’s Sonnet
Based on legends from the Orkney Islands
You stole my skin and took me for your wife,
You did not ask if this would be my choice,
And now I am condemned to live this life,
I plead but you won’t listen to my voice.
You speak to me of your undying love,
Oblivious to how it’s not returned,
My skin belongs to me like hand to glove,
We must be reunited, this I’ve learned.
One day I’ll find its hiding place and go,
Back to my selkie husband in the sea,
Away from cares and biting winds that blow,
I’ll dive down fast and deep and I’ll be free.
How pleasant it will be to break your heart,
Since you tore me and my true love apart.
©2021, Denise Shelton. All rights reserved.
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