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Wednesday, February 2, 2005


   Feeling Creative
I've been looking at art lately and that always put me in a mood to write poetry, strange as that is. So here's the latest piece from my wandering mind. Let me know what you think.

The Tiger in Me

The wild calls to me,
For I am a part of it.
The will to run free,
The desire to hunt,
It's the tiger in me.

The moon rises high in the sky,
As the night surrounds me.
It protects me with its shadows,
And I find comfort in the darkness.
It's the tiger in me.

Instinct takes control,
As the smell of fear fills the air.
My prey tries to flee,
And my heart fills with savage joy.
It's the tiger in me.

My beauty is surpassed by none.
It inspires poets and artists alike;
With my thick glorious fur,
And eyes that tell of mysterious wonders.
It's the tiger in me.

It's all a part of my blood.
The strange comadrie of the night;
The dange and savagry in my spirit;
And the wondrous beauty of my being.
It's the tiger in me.


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