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The Tiger

The Tiger is a fantasy poem, animal poem, and poem of survival. It tells the tale of a female tiger on the hunt, so swift, so silent, so deadly. And, of her kill, and the Circle of Life, as she brings it back to feed her cubs. There is a much earlier poem by William Blake from which the phrase “Tiger, tiger, burning bright” was taken from, and I acknowledge. The Blake original is a marvelous poem which can easily be found on the web. Aside from that similarity — the two poems are completely diverse.
©2010-2011 by Jon Gutmacher
The crouching tiger
in jungle thick
no sound
no whisper
but stalks so quick

like deadly nightshade
on padded paw
it pursues its prey
in jungled war

high bamboo
sway thru the breeze
in undergrowth
it moves with ease

and no one hears
and no one sees
until she moves
to strike

O Tiger, Tiger
burning bright
Who will you stalk
this deadly night?

the babbling stream ripples
ever slight
as Tiger crosses
in the night

the branches part
so slight it seems
as prey walks by
as if a dream

and Tiger knows
and Tiger waits
and Tiger sees
and watches fate

the game is soon
for none escape
when Tiger strikes at night

An instant action
An instant rush
a blinding blur
from out the rough
and sika deer
has no chance
it tries so valiant
to dodge the lance

of Tiger tooth
of Tiger claw
but sika deer
is no more

So fast
so swift
so over soon
if you could see
your head would swoon

and deadly as it ever be
it drags the deer to cubs
all three

and eat together
to live today
and life goes on
just as it goes away

O Tiger, Tiger
burning bright
What thoughts you think
This dreamless night?

The background photo of the tiger is from a desktop wallpaper.
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1 Comment
  • Jon Gutmacher

    The Tiger appeared in my mind one day at work. Don’t ask me why – because I don’t know why. Perhaps because I had seen something about how tigers may soon become extinct due to hunting and encroachment on their territory. Whatever, it started purely as any tiger in a hunt, and in the end, was just a mother trying to feed her cubs. The circle of life.

    May 23, 2011

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