The Great divide
From any waterline, I can spot the tigers,
roughly a dozen, drinking and playing in the water,
chasing each other.
They aren’t unaware of me.
And any under different circumstances,
they could be dangerous.
The heat presses against my body,
almost challenging me to step away.
But I don’t.
Carrying my many quiet, moss covered griefs,
I choose to wade into the water,
feeling its unexpected cold,
its surprising gentleness.
@eatingpopcorns
I love the way your poetry transports me.
Colorful.
Vibrant.
Always full of life.
And difference.
Thoroughly enjoyed reading this today 💚😊
@Amanda84 😊 💙
@eatingpopcorns
I like this! very insightful. I feel like the tigers represent challenges and you are being brave and moving forward with your life!
@Remina
The tiger is my fear when anxiety kicks in about uncertainties of life and the lake is what I have to wade through carrying grief
@eatingpopcorns
Very beautiful! -hugs-
@Remina Hugs