Natasha L Scragg Poet Verse

Golden Shovel

Freeze and behold the glorious Tiger!
Don't dare stare down the Tiger.
Watch out! His predatory soul is burning
Look, his eyes are bright.
Silent. Still. He'll draw you in.
His glowing glare and sudden growl puts the
Strongest prey on edge. Chasing them into forests
Where his secret dens of
Family are. He rests in the
Busiest times of the day. But during the night;
Do you know what 
His habits are? His immortal
Instincts set in. When conservationists set their hand
To cameras they capture the Tiger in action or
Sleeping. But always something to catch one's eye.
How on earth else could
We safely observe? How much to learn by frame.
Oh yes, dear nameless Tiger, thy
May be beautiful, mighty, fearful
And what could compare to your symmetry?

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"Tiger Tiger, burning bright,
in the forests of the 
night; what immortal hand or eye, 
could frame thy fearful symmetry?" 
                                             ~~ William Blake~~

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Paula Goldsmith August 30, 2023 at 11:03 AM What a wonderful write. I really enjoyed it. Good Luck. Have a wonderful day writing away............. Natasha L Scragg August 30, 2023 at 1:53 PM Hi Paula, thanks so much. I was drawn in by the challenge. Not as easy as it sounds. Have a lovely day :-D All the best