It came in my dream
When I was young
A beast of solitude
The cat of coal and fire
We stared at each other
In the jungle of my soul
With a flash
It jumps into me
Makes me understand
Its power courses through my blood
I am man
I am tiger
Burning bright
In this forest of the night
And none can compare to my
Fearful
Symmetry
When I graduated high school in 1998, I was given a graduation present by my grandparents. That present was a summer in Israel with a teen tour. It was for artists too, so every 2 week stop had art programs. We told to make a final project and I chose to write 100 poems. Over half were about the other members of the tour, so I improved my social skills here. I’m going to put up some of these poems from my 18-year-old self.
The above poem came from a dream during a time I was obsessed with tigers. I still love tigers, but I think I’ve become more wolf-life in my old age.




I see a William Blake’s inspiration here.. Good job! I would love to read more of your poetry.. 🙂
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Definitely. There was a nature show on Tigers that I had on tape as a child. I always watched it and the poem was said at the end. I love that poem.
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Beautifully said. I like tigger.
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Tigers are beautiful and awesome.
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Gosh I love Tigers, my favorite land animal, have them all over my walls, in my notebooks…ect…it’s really an obsession at this point. Love this poem, love the style so close to one of my all time favorites…Blake (Seriously named my blog after one of his, lol) If I ever have twin boys they will be William Blake Jones and William Shakespeare Jones…yes I am crazy like that lol. Great poem Charles, I can’t wait to share it with the hubby…tigers are his favorite too 🙂
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Thanks. Big fan of that Blake poem too.
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Mmmhhmm me too, I have it written everywhere, lol!
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superb, i love how diverse your writing is and your style works well in poetry, Charles. Nicely done 🙂
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Thanks. The 18-year-old me is happy you liked it.
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