move forward young tiger

move forward young tiger

A Poem by m.s.early
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Having been the tiger and the broken feet, this is an expression of watching the young go off to learn from their mistakes while misunderstanding and undermining the older

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The souped up young tiger peels away into the passing lane,
his racing stripes unavoidable by the officer's radar, window.

Meanwhile broken feet propped up, cracking and split open,
stationary and stoic, humbly refusing to disclose any animosity for the numb passerby
trained not to focus on the ugly art that reveals something that might resemble truth.

Broken horribly in plain sight and forced by a wretched rearview mirror (it's bearable when the site is someone else's) into being ratcheted out of denial.

Yes old friend, we are as old as we look.

Go moving young tiger,
your gears perform flawlessly and the road before you knows no horizon,
but your speed tests the patience of a badge
and these old withered feet have no intention of posting bail.

© 2014 m.s.early


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You know that even though you go speeding off into the sunset...half-cocked and defiant...it will not stop...it is something that is just meant ..says the wise old queen....come back and write! PLEASE????

Posted 5 Years Ago


m.s. early,
"move forward young tiger' gives a theme of the choice to step in or step away of the young adult(tigers.)How else do they learn if enabled by others to swoon, protect and rescue? Your concept of racing stripes and the presence of the law (police) being the source for learning and the contrast of someone older whose feet no longer can carry them when once (as you intimate in your note) they surly did. Love this ending thought, "but your speed tests the patience of a badge." How many when young race through life not seeing.........those who have been and lived where they now are? You had a good lesson within this early one............Blessings, kathy

Posted 7 Years Ago


m.s.early

7 Years Ago

Thank you sonce very much fit this insightful and thoughtful review. You bless me.

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True poetry leaves questions in the reader's mind. The answer isn't always clear and the poem can leave different readers with different opinions. This poem is exactly that. A poem leaving questions which lead to awesome interpretations. My initial interpretation is wisdom being exuded. This piece is a true free write poem which is one of my favorite styles. Write on!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago



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