Tag: night

Tiger

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The tiger is my favorite of all the big cats, and considering it’s part of my website name, I figured I should have a poem about the tiger. So here it is. I just finished writing it.

Tiger:

Black and orange stripes slink through the jungle,

Tail twitches,

Claws feel the ground,

Yellow eyes sweep the jungle blackness round,

Who am I?

You don’t see me for my shroud of black and orange,

You don’t see me for the trees and bushes that protect me,

You don’t see me for my stealthiness–my paws make no sound as I pad across the ground,

You don’t see me for the sable of the night–I blend with it–the night and I become one,

But I see you,

You do not blend with my home–the jungle,

You push through the brush–snapping twigs as you go,

Your feet on the ground are a thunder to my ears,

Your figure stands out–seen with my eyes of the dark,

Who am I?

I am the tiger and I see you.

The Ladies of the Night

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I don’t remember what fantasy book I was reading at the time I wrote this, but this poem was inspired by whatever that book was. This was written in 2005.

The Ladies of the Night

They appear out of the mist,

Cloaks of night shroud them,

Long black dresses of darkness cover them–giving form to their shapes,

Eyes glow golden, hair is coal black with blue shimmers,

Walking silently on the wooded ground, mist covering the earth, they haunt our dreams–ghosts of dark beauty passing through the dark mist,

Ladies of the Night, come forth–show us your dark beauty.

Mountain Lion

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This was from several years ago. I had an inspiration for another animal poem. I love animals, and the mountain lion is one of my animal totems.

Mountain Lion:

Eyes sharp as an eagle and black as night,

Coat sleek and tawny-colored,

Claws sharp as a dagger,

And fangs deadly sharp,

I prowl the mountains,

Keep to the shadows,

I keep to the night—it is my home,

I live for the beauty of the darkness.

The World of Stars and Moon

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This is from several years ago. It’s one of my favorite fantasy poems. I’d been reading a lot of fantasy books at that time, so that’s where the ideas for this poem came from.

The World of Stars and Moon:

The stars shine like diamonds,

The moon gleams silver,

The blackness of the night is a cloak veiling the earth in darkness,

The soft breeze rustles the branches on the tree—the leaves move against each other,

A soft swishing noise coming forth from the dark abyss,

Golden eyes shine—they turn amber—then to topaz,

The eyes are jeweled—they drop out of the space of the night on to the leaf-strewn forest floor clinking together gently,

The stars shine like diamonds,

The moon gleams silver,

The blackness of the night is a cloak veiling the earth in darkness,

And all that is come to pass, will come to pass,

And all shall be well in the World of Stars and Moon.