This poem is of the type ‘The Florette’.
Created by Jan Turner, the Florette consists of two or more 4-line stanzas. It follows the syllable count 8-8-8-12 and aaba rhyme scheme.
Like the outgrowing of a small flower, the fourth line of each stanza is longer, enwrapping the other lines. Line 4 requires an internal rhyme scheme, in which the eighth syllable rhymes with the end of line #3, and continues to add on four more syllables so that the fourth end of fourth line rhymes with lines #1 and #2.
She was inexorably caught,
In an unfortunate onslaught,
Her feathers were cut and tainted,
Fresh beautiful colours painted, she even fought.
Stalking few steps of a golden cage,
She cried shrilly in rightful rage,
I fed her with succulent treats,
Persuaded her to stay upbeat and just be sage.
In time, the feathers on her grew
In fortitude and colours new,
She could dream of another breeze
Amidst the remote sighing trees, under the blue.
Shackles untied; clutches broken
She soared free into arms open,
Strings of resolute held her tight
Leading to unexplored paths bright, from safe prison.
Poet’s note: This poem is metaphorical when it refers to women being treated as caged birds(pets). In time, they become strong and fly in search of new horizons. One must get rid of our misconceptions and salute their resilience to walk on unchartered paths.