(Russell J Turner)
Coltricia perennis
...with apologies to William Blake...
Hey Tiger! Will you burn on through the trees,
igniting brush and coppice with your roar,
to drive the timid to some stony shore,
destroying meek creation by degrees?
Hey Tiger! Will you bring us to our knees,
refashion us in red with tooth and claw?
Or are you framed within a metaphor
that whispers down the centuries on the breeze?
For as above, and so below, the songs
of innocence, experience and death
all talk of ways to liberate or damn.
And what is weak may overcome the strong,
deciding with eternal final breath
to lie down like the lion with the lamb.
RJT
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