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Tiger Heart🐅
( a Quatern )
The endless jungle in the city’s lights,
Where drama plays out like a lonely rhyme.
The constant day within my huntress’ nights,
To stalk and seek a road kill’s only crime.
A tightness in my gut from hunger’s pain,
The endless jungle in the city’s lights.
From lack of sleep, a burning in my brain,
To have me wander senseless in my flights.
I smell the lichen from a water’s mist,
It grows upon the bounty of a glen.
The endless jungle in the city’s lights,
I know not how I found it, where or when.
They look at me as if I’ve just been kissed,
The creatures of these magical delights.
That hide in heart of highrises amidst
The endless jungle in the city’s lights.
The endless jungle in the city’s lights,
Where drama plays out like a lonely rhyme.
The constant day within my huntress’ nights,
To stalk and seek a road kill’s only crime.
A tightness in my gut from hunger’s pain,
The endless jungle in the city’s lights.
From lack of sleep, a burning in my brain,
To have me wander senseless in my flights.
I smell the lichen from a water’s mist,
It grows upon the bounty of a glen.
The endless jungle in the city’s lights,
I know not how I found it, where or when.
They look at me as if I’ve just been kissed,
The creatures of these magical delights.
That hide in heart of highrises amidst
The endless jungle in the city’s lights.
Published 16th Oct 2018
| Edited 17th Oct 2018
Author's Note
For the Deep competition “A Picture Holds A Thousand Words #2”, hosted by Lunaschild8.
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Anonymous
16th Oct 2018 10:50pm
Hi Jade,
Beautiful, beautiful writing!
And now I know what a Quatern is, because I saw that one line descending throughout. Thank you.
You're quite talented Jade!
Matthew.
Beautiful, beautiful writing!
And now I know what a Quatern is, because I saw that one line descending throughout. Thank you.
You're quite talented Jade!
Matthew.
*small bow of her head, blush appears on her cheeks*
Matthew, thank you, my new friend. I’m especially pleased because of your enjoyment.
My RL gratitude.
~Jade (tiger)🐅
Matthew, thank you, my new friend. I’m especially pleased because of your enjoyment.
My RL gratitude.
~Jade (tiger)🐅
16th Oct 2018 10:51pm
Fantastic poem, Jade, with dream-like imagery. You've perfectly described the fantasy atmosphere of the picture, and I enjoyed being embarked on this magical journey.
Well done, Jade, and thanks for participating in my competition!
Well done, Jade, and thanks for participating in my competition!
Thank you, dear moon child, for such honor your words have bestowed upon me. And I’m so glad I had this, as it came to me in my early morning, to contribute to your competition.
🌜🐅
🌜🐅
Anonymous
- Edited 30th May 2019 3:51pm
16th Oct 2018 11:28pm
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Thank you, dear Jarlath, for your almost poetic response:
“The underlying pulse of the city.
The uneasy hunger.”
Makes me think “film noir”. I love film noir.
And honored by how my ink impacted you through the senses.
~Jade (tiger)🐅
“The underlying pulse of the city.
The uneasy hunger.”
Makes me think “film noir”. I love film noir.
And honored by how my ink impacted you through the senses.
~Jade (tiger)🐅
Anonymous
- Edited 8th Nov 2018 00:49am
17th Oct 2018 00:23am
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17th Oct 2018 8:25pm
Hi Todski,
I'm reminded of Robert Frost's quote:
"writing free verse is like playing tennis with the net down".
But then again, I find free verse scary and more difficult to get satisfactory, maybe being comforted by the limitation that poetic forms require - and perhaps remaining under the influence of W.H. Auden's quote:
"The poet who writes "free" verse is like Robinson Crusoe on his desert island: he must do all his cooking, laundry and darning for himself. In a few exceptional cases, this manly independence produces something original and impressive, but more often the result is squalor - dirty sheets on the unmade bed and empty bottles on the unswept floor."
I conclude an inclusive approach is best since we're all happy learners, and Jade is certainly a leading light when it comes to quaterns.
I'm reminded of Robert Frost's quote:
"writing free verse is like playing tennis with the net down".
But then again, I find free verse scary and more difficult to get satisfactory, maybe being comforted by the limitation that poetic forms require - and perhaps remaining under the influence of W.H. Auden's quote:
"The poet who writes "free" verse is like Robinson Crusoe on his desert island: he must do all his cooking, laundry and darning for himself. In a few exceptional cases, this manly independence produces something original and impressive, but more often the result is squalor - dirty sheets on the unmade bed and empty bottles on the unswept floor."
I conclude an inclusive approach is best since we're all happy learners, and Jade is certainly a leading light when it comes to quaterns.
Thank you, Josh, oh I love your comment to Todd - I hope he’ll see it.
And I agree 200% percent regarding the quotes you’ve included, because I know both worlds, of fixed & free verse. Both venerated poets have nailed their message precisely with a true strike of the pen!
And I agree 200% percent regarding the quotes you’ve included, because I know both worlds, of fixed & free verse. Both venerated poets have nailed their message precisely with a true strike of the pen!
Anonymous
- Edited 8th Nov 2018 00:49am
17th Oct 2018 11:20pm
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18th Oct 2018 2:41pm
"The principals of poetry are for me the same, the attempt to express an emotional connection beyond the words," ...
... I agree - you've hit the crux of the matter - to which forms/not-forms play second fiddle.
Nice to connect. :))
... I agree - you've hit the crux of the matter - to which forms/not-forms play second fiddle.
Nice to connect. :))
17th Oct 2018 12:05pm
How well your tiger’s heart
Has taken me with you
As form and formless, night
Discards our hiding place.
This poem is a wonder - my queen of the quatern. How far you taken me through both free, subtle, and full forms to a new level of poetic endeavors. And your above exchange with todski28 seems me in reverse.
I bow!
geoff
Has taken me with you
As form and formless, night
Discards our hiding place.
This poem is a wonder - my queen of the quatern. How far you taken me through both free, subtle, and full forms to a new level of poetic endeavors. And your above exchange with todski28 seems me in reverse.
I bow!
geoff
17th Oct 2018 9:36pm
My thanks that we were able to talk R/T about this minutes ago. Of how, for you, the bias was not toward formulaic but was instead concerning free verse, yes, I recalled clearly when you said this!
And now, while still growing ever more in your poetic evolution, look how much you’ve done.
How far you’ve come.
🔥✍🏻
And now, while still growing ever more in your poetic evolution, look how much you’ve done.
How far you’ve come.
🔥✍🏻
17th Oct 2018 3:05pm
That was beautiful! I also love reading your responses to people's comments as they are also very poetic. I wish I could speak like you. For now, I will just keep reading. Thanks so much!
Starr
Starr
I thank you, dear Starr, as I am so touched by your sweet words & moving express. The delight of being content to read (while feeling the words) is a place I’ve been familiar with since I wrote my first serious ink at age 14. Thank you for giving me this memory back atm, it imparts a subtle warmth.
🔥✍🏻
🔥✍🏻
1st Nov 2018 1:42am
Transitions. Always difficult. Challenging. A solid piece with a keen edge, carefully deliberate. What's not to like?
