Year of the Tiger
That Cheshire cat grin
of the slim crescent
setting in the twilight
is the smirk of a tiger
Will we catch it by the tail
or will the fire in its eyes
ignite the tinder as we saunter
into the flames
If we’re going to burn this year
let’s burn brightly
Happy Lunar New Year! This poem written to the prompts Tiger and Saunter and, of course, shamelessly stolen lines from Blake.
Burn baby burn. Love the poem
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Thanks! Happy New Year!
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Reblogged this on A Cornered Gurl and commented:
“If we’re going to burn this year
let’s burn brightly”
Very well said, by Bartholomew Barker. This is a delightful poem. Please swing by Bart’s little neck of the blogosphere and check it out.
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Thanks for the recommendation, trE – this is wonderfully written!
<3
David
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You’re most welcome! It truly is.
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Very good
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Thank you
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Nice take on the prompts =)
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Thank you and Happy New Year!
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Likewise! The year of the water Tiger, not sure how strong it can be =)
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Water carves canyons.
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Great point!
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I really enjoyed this!!
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Thank you and a belated Happy New Year to you!
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Nicely done. Those are wonderful closing lines.
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Thank you very much.
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