A Fiery Tiger Poem

I chase fiery tigers’ tails.

Sometimes they burn my fingers.

I cool my fingers in turquoise waters

While the tranquil waters of the lake

Play with my reflection.

Fiery tigers they have funny tails

That are longer than my Dad.

They stretch out across the skies

Leaving tiger trails across space.

Fiery tigers like to call my name

They invite me out to dance.

In a trance my feet twist and turn.

Hypnotised my hands twist and shake

As I pirouette across the desert floor.

By night time I’ve grown tired

Of chasing fiery tigers’ tails.

I sleep on the desert floor.

A desert fox keeps the wind from me.

Stars become my bedtime light.

When I sleep I dream of fiery tigers.

They sing and dance to tempt me.

But in my dream’s I can fly

and I chase fiery tigers across the sky.

I chase them to the edges of space

Where a million tigers are running.

Their long fiery tigers’ tails light up

The edges of the universe.

As they endlessly eat into empty space.

A poem about fiery tigers tails.
A poem about fiery tigers tails.

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