Get Your Premium Membership

Read White Tiger Poems Online

NextLast
 

had never seen this before

Had never seen a white tiger chief with headdress before
Commanded the room when he walked in the door
His feathers were stupendous, from an eagle so mighty
His walk was a strut, his tail was moving like royalty tidy

What is his name? The Apaches asked, fearing this cat.
It might be Chief White Cloud, said a squaw named Tit Tat.
He had an air about him that commanded the entire room.
We watched him most carefully, some of us from a broom.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger

NextLast



Book: Reflection on the Important Things