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SPOTS and STRIPES (with LunasChild8 )
I sit up in my place high above the sky
Some have wondered if I ever wanted to be the Sun that brightens up a day
I’m proud that I radiate light in the darkest of nights
Down below I see something pick up the pace.
Not much interests me when I’m content being up in the heavens
Yet this sleek and quick form rouses my curiosity
Despite the exertion, I can hear its heartbeat dance to a steady rhythm
I notice that the figure runs in the direction of my luminosity.
It’s no strange occurrence to have Earth’s creatures follow my light
Yet never have I seen my reflection in such marvelous eyes
The movements are quick and graceful as if itching for flight
An animal’s shriek cuts off abruptly as the figure catches its prize.
A whim passes through my mind, leaving even me surprised
Yet I fall from my home without looking back
I must meet this creature with the brilliant eyes
I stand behind it and see luscious locks of black.
I realize that it’s a beautiful tigress occupied with her kill
Her physique is impressive, and I admire her beauty
She still hasn’t noticed me yet, and I’m caught with the thrill
Will she ever notice me?
The way, the shine of moon, is ever there,
My time, a tiger’s pace, seems never done.
To hunt, to seek a mate; a tiger’s tear,
And all the while I find no younger one.
A tiger lives by only what she sees,
To capture prey: to romp & stomp & chomp.
Perhaps the quest goes deeper than the trees,
Where mangrove roots grow tangled in the swamp.
A tiger has no little self to speak,
Watch over me, you follow on the run.
Are you the purr, the lick across my cheek,
Are you my very own? My lunar sun?
The spots I see upon your face illume,
Must be the tracks I leave across the moon!
Some have wondered if I ever wanted to be the Sun that brightens up a day
I’m proud that I radiate light in the darkest of nights
Down below I see something pick up the pace.
Not much interests me when I’m content being up in the heavens
Yet this sleek and quick form rouses my curiosity
Despite the exertion, I can hear its heartbeat dance to a steady rhythm
I notice that the figure runs in the direction of my luminosity.
It’s no strange occurrence to have Earth’s creatures follow my light
Yet never have I seen my reflection in such marvelous eyes
The movements are quick and graceful as if itching for flight
An animal’s shriek cuts off abruptly as the figure catches its prize.
A whim passes through my mind, leaving even me surprised
Yet I fall from my home without looking back
I must meet this creature with the brilliant eyes
I stand behind it and see luscious locks of black.
I realize that it’s a beautiful tigress occupied with her kill
Her physique is impressive, and I admire her beauty
She still hasn’t noticed me yet, and I’m caught with the thrill
Will she ever notice me?
The way, the shine of moon, is ever there,
My time, a tiger’s pace, seems never done.
To hunt, to seek a mate; a tiger’s tear,
And all the while I find no younger one.
A tiger lives by only what she sees,
To capture prey: to romp & stomp & chomp.
Perhaps the quest goes deeper than the trees,
Where mangrove roots grow tangled in the swamp.
A tiger has no little self to speak,
Watch over me, you follow on the run.
Are you the purr, the lick across my cheek,
Are you my very own? My lunar sun?
The spots I see upon your face illume,
Must be the tracks I leave across the moon!
Published 17th May 2018
| Edited 8th Jun 2018
Author's Note
This collaboration between myself and my moonchild friend LunasChild8 continues where her recent competition Dear me, From me ended, with poetry from each participant to their younger self (the inner child). She was kind to ask if I wanted to join her on a co-write, and I chose to speak from my tiger spirit guide to the moon. Luna starts the piece (italics freeverse), and I conclude it (sonnet, plain font). We might continue the story in a future co-written chapter/episode.
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17th May 2018 1:55pm
This is indeed a very beautiful piece with an impressive picture. It was a pleasure working with you, Jade. <3
My gratitude & thanks, dear Luna... for the ease this first-time co-write went, and the satisfaction from our pens’ union.
🌜✒️📝🖌🐅
🌜✒️📝🖌🐅
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17th May 2018 9:19pm
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18th May 2018 00:29am
Thank you, Harleea, such a beautiful comment. There are lines in what you say that could have been part of our collab that would have blended right in. Your words are as a poem unto themselves (as poets often do - and you are definitely that).
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18th May 2018 1:41am
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18th May 2018 1:59am
Ah, dear Cat..,
As I would be, and /am/ honored. Anytime. Just pm me a note with your thoughts when you feel the time is close.
🐾
As I would be, and /am/ honored. Anytime. Just pm me a note with your thoughts when you feel the time is close.
🐾
18th May 2018 3:10am
A beautiful collaboration from two of my favorite poets .. and the universe says you're welcome :)
You both have such a way with words that always leaves me feeling enlightened with each read . To have your and Lunas' essence in one scribe is breath taking .
- El
You both have such a way with words that always leaves me feeling enlightened with each read . To have your and Lunas' essence in one scribe is breath taking .
- El
18th May 2018 7:30pm
