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TIGER,TIGER

Submitted by Longo on 17 February 2010 - 3:02am.

TIGER, TIGER

I’ve got a tiger by the tail
And
Can’t let him go.
He drags  me here and there
Everywhere
I don’t want to be
But tiger has  teeth     
Knives of steel
Claws that tear deeply
into
Body and soul
So
I hold on tight
And follow him
Until one of us gives in
You see
If I let tiger free
He will rip me apart
Slowly and painfully
Now
It seems
We live with each other
In the strangest harmony
I’ve got this tiger by the tail
And
He won’t let go…

— Geremia, Feb 17, 2010

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zaxby

16 years 3 months ago

Tiger

Not many of those tigers left, good read, don't know if the spacing works, but kept my interest throughout.
S

Stefan

16 years 3 months ago

Hi

Well, the tiger for me, is the everyday problems we have as humans. We complain every day, but we cannot let go. For we have become identified with that we call our problem. To be free. let go of the tiger...........for the tiger is not that strong. Stefan
Geremia

Geremia

16 years 3 months ago

J.B. Longo-GeremiaYes, my

J.B. Longo-Geremia Yes, my friend, you are right and read me well. My "poetry" is, for the most part "open-ended" and can be re ad many ways. My "tiger" is of a different sort. R ead below, yes? :) DREAM DANCE I held her frail body in my arms “ Don’t worry, mom, I will danse you to the other side. The music began to play as we twirled around the room. She smiled and lay her head close to mine In the light of the moon. She looked up and “thank you, “ I heard her say As she sighed and slowly slipped away. COMMENT: This was an actual dream I had after my mom passed at home., where I ook c are of her, from Parkinsonian dementia. Two years later I was diagnosed with an agressive form of Parkinsonism,