Tag: Poetry

The Truth

The words were really flowing here. I wrote this several years ago.

The Truth:

Wild and free you set me free,

To show me the path to eternity!

Now you cast me out,

Yet you call me a layabout,

I show you the truth,

And you say I’m uncouth,

Yet I am the truth!

Tiger

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.

Eyes

I think this was inspired by a fantasy book that I was reading at the time.

Eyes:

Black eyes look out from the forest’s shadowy depths,

They glow like hot embers,

They stalk my dreams,

Golden eyes come forth,

Protect me,

Thick white coat warm me,

Wrap around me,

Give me a toasty fire and hold me close.

Sunrise

And yet another horse poem.

Sunrise:

The sunrise is near,

The sunrise is coming,

And with it a horse as bright and golden as the sunrise.

Who Am I?

And yet another nature poem from several years ago. I do love nature.

Who Am I?:

Dark is the night,

Bright is the day,

Rolling are the hills,

Rocky are the mountains,

Swift is the wind,

Gentle is the breeze,

Dark and bright,

Rolling and rocky,

Swift and gentle,

I sweep by,

I hover you,

I fly by you,

I am of this world—and not of it,

I show it to you with the light,

And I protect you.

Nature

One of my nature poems written several years ago.

Nature:

The winds of time blow through the land,

The water of ages past rushes along its many rivers and streams,

The oceans and seas rise and fall—they cast their occupants about,

The sun beats down,

The moon glows bright white,

Nature’s people rush here and there for a storm comes on,

And so Mother Destiny intervenes and saves us all.