The Tiger

The Tiger

A Poem by Phoebe Kingsley

I did this for school today, so it's not quite polished yet but my teacher was impressed

His body a simple palette of orange and black,
Stripes embracing his slender figure

Rays of moonlight luminating his face,
As he meanders through the darkness

Unphased by the rustling of leaves against his body,
He swiftly manoeuvres through a network of branches

A growl escapes from his otherwise silent lips,
As the scent of an unfortunate prey catches on the wind

He breaks into a sprint, in search of this next kill,
Not to rest until his bloodlust is satisfied

He is a hunter, armed and ready,
Though now he waits, patiently,
Allowing his victim to make the first move before he pounces.

© 2013 Phoebe Kingsley

Author's Note

Phoebe Kingsley
I'm happy to take on suggestions, especially on the structure

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As Jimi Hendrix would say are you experienced-Have you ever been experienced? Yep you sure have and are:) Awesome Phoebe, Btw your home of the Group Black Mountain:) Awesome band!

Posted 6 Years Ago

A splendid read and write...Thank you for penning...:)

Posted 6 Years Ago

very different not something people would usually think to write about, i like that. Iove the story line to it and the way its set out...

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on March 25, 2013
Last Updated on April 7, 2013
Tags: tiger, poem, free verse


Phoebe Kingsley
Phoebe Kingsley

Sydney, NSW, Australia

I'm not very experienced as a writer, but it's something I enjoy doing in my free time and I'm open to any criticisms or suggestions :) more..

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