Monday, February 21, 2011

I Am A Tiger Who Was Born on The Sun.


We are all of us tigers born on the sun.


Run and tell that, homeboy.





Blogger Maggie May said...

tyger, tyger burning bright....

1:15 PM  
Blogger Ms. Moon said...

And so we must cool our paws in the sweet, sweet waters of the earth.

2:35 PM  
Blogger susan t. landry said...

i like this, i like the I AM construction...
interesting to see what words, what order emerges.
good one.

3:23 PM  
Blogger 37paddington said...

this makes me want to stare into the flames and see what emerges, a dog face, human figure, burning bird in flight.

we are all quivering flame on this burning planet. glad you are my homeboy.

3:29 PM  
Blogger LKD said...

Shouldn't have to run and tell it, homeboy.

Should just know it.

Should just own it.

Alas, it is like wings. Even if you realize you have them, it doesn't mean you'll believe you can fly.

And happiness. It's a hell of a lot like happiness. If you have to go looking for it, buster, if you're wandering any further than your backyard, you are lost.

Thanks for the tiger burning bright. It lights me up on this night so thick with falling snow that the night is white.

Thank you for being my other brother, brother.

5:40 PM  
Blogger Petit fleur said...



7:07 PM  
Blogger Radish King said...

Dude I thought for a minute you got a tattoo. You know an entire back kind of tattoo.

8:10 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

tigers are my favorite cat.

6:10 PM  
Blogger Mim said...

Does any creature eat tiger? Buzzards and hyenas, I think.

Can they hiss like other cats?

So who's King of the Beasts?

Tearful and fierce: what a combo!

7:30 AM  
Blogger deirdre said...

Okay tiger, when you're ready.

6:39 AM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

I love you guys.

I really, really do.

1:48 PM  

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