By J Ann Crowder

Drawn with a burnished ink—a Tiger Lily's art arising behind a swarthy, graphite night
An illuminating spirit of élan elegance, like palaces of argent kings
An agile grace unseen in cloaking forests
A quiet gallop of balletic grace
His eyes like lanterns in sanguine seas
His eyes auric and honeyed as brightest stars beaming a chatoyant glare
His gallant, regal beauty connects to my inner visions
His bold rufulgences ever spawning from impetuous, red heat
He lives beneath a chromed Malay Pinnacle
He lives upon an equatorial juncture of a canicular season
His lusty coat burns of new moons born on unfurled dragon wings of Summer’s charring fire dappled in stripes of cindered coal
Panthera Tīgras, slinkering in depths of menacing jungles of asiatic princedom, dripping in silvery rain
He finds his solace in rushing fortitudes of silent protections glittering, cradled by earth’s nestled sphere

Written November 25th, 2016.

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Robert L. Martin
over 4 years

Such beautiful words. You have such a large vocabulary, something I wish I had. I really enjoy reading your poetry.

over 4 years

Yes, he is a beautiful creature. Dangerous, true. But not as dangerous as MAN,

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J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 4 years

Thank you! I did revise some typos. I always just use my phone to punch the words in and then go back and revise. I probably should use my computer?

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