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The Tigers Eye

October 18, 2013
By alex_gold SILVER, Southlake, Texas
alex_gold SILVER, Southlake, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 37 comments

Favorite Quote:
'You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness, or even despair - the sense that you can never completely put on the page what's in your mind and heart. You can come to the act with your fists clenched and your eyes narrowed, ready to kick ass and take down names. You can come to it because you want a girl to marry you or because you want to change the world. Come to it any way but lightly. Let me say it again: you must not come lightly to the blank page.'

Stephen King


She slipped the loop onto her finger
The sense of empowerment did not linger
Elegance this party did not boast
Yet she remained the proper host

The Tigers Eye

Clinging, clanging, and loud banging
Trays were here and cauldrons were there
She couldn’t stop the outlandish affair

The Tigers Eye

Kicks and screams added to gleams
Anger, fear produced a tear
Another sound did she make proved to be her last mistake

The Tigers Eye

Click, click, flash
The detective added to his stash
He looked at her colorless face
Staring into space
An exotic beauty with the hair of a ruby
She was no more
The detective: ready to settle the score

The Tigers Eye

Long, dark nights
Some full of frights
Suspects come and go
The case was losing flow
Neither a clue here nor there
The detective groaned in despair

The Tigers Eye

A triumphant grin spread across his face as he slid the ring off her grace
Sneaking back to the door
Important evidence was no more
This man, now stalking the night, would kill again for delight

The Tigers Eye

The case was dead
The tremendous weight of dread
The detective bowed his head as she was laid to bed

The Tigers Eye

The gleam in his eye did not hint to a cry
The adrenaline rush was done
Next time he would use a gun

The Tigers Eye

Snap, snap, break
The detective turned from his ache
A figure blended into brush
Suddenly, an overwhelming rush of disgust

The Tigers Eye

The ball
So elegant
So grand
Nothing about it was bland
Two months later, she had to wait
Now she walked on the arm of the perfect date

The Tigers Eye

The pleasure
The steam
She was so happy, she could scream

The Tigers Eye

A kick, a screech
Survival was out of reach
Within a flash, she could not lash
A single tear streaked her face
The world was not left with grace

The Tigers Eye

A murderer returned
The detective’s face burned
Another victim
Another face
This one wrapped in pretty lace
Her red curls stood out; a mess
The detective knew: more redheads would be in distress

The Tigers Eye


The author's comments:
This poem was inspired by a family heirloom; a silver ring with a Tigers Eye set in the middle. Said ring triggered curiosity as to what kind of stories it might have seen. I hope you enjoy!

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on Jan. 19 2015 at 1:42 pm
megthepoet ELITE, Winnipeg, Manitoba
212 articles 23 photos 31 comments

Favorite Quote:
"We know what we are, but not what we may be" - Shakespeare

I love this!

RODNEYKUMI said...
on Nov. 1 2013 at 5:16 pm
Wow. This is just amazing. I love every aspect of it especially, the way it flows.

on Oct. 27 2013 at 3:41 pm
AnonymousHuman BRONZE, STANDDAARBUITEN, Other
4 articles 5 photos 8 comments

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Head up, stay strong. Fake smile, move on.

What an amazing poem! Love it.

on Oct. 25 2013 at 2:50 pm
freeperson DIAMOND, Burlington, Vermont
59 articles 0 photos 230 comments

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"Have you seen the way he looks at you, the way his expression softens and his eyes are like stars...?" - Ara Weston

Wow this is cool, I could have never thought up something like that. :)

Whisper said...
on Oct. 24 2013 at 11:12 pm
Very intriguing and exciting storyline!  Really enjoyable.

on Oct. 24 2013 at 10:19 pm
alex_gold SILVER, Southlake, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 37 comments

Favorite Quote:
'You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness, or even despair - the sense that you can never completely put on the page what's in your mind and heart. You can come to the act with your fists clenched and your eyes narrowed, ready to kick ass and take down names. You can come to it because you want a girl to marry you or because you want to change the world. Come to it any way but lightly. Let me say it again: you must not come lightly to the blank page.'

Stephen King

Thank you so much!!

on Oct. 24 2013 at 10:16 pm
AngelaWithDevilHornsandHalo, Nowhere, New York
0 articles 0 photos 31 comments

Favorite Quote:
Your best friend and worst enemy are both in this room right now. It's not your neighbor right or left - and it's not God or the devil - it's you.
Edwin Louis Cole

omg I COULDNT DO THIS IF I TRIED!! ITS AMAZING!

fabster12! said...
on Oct. 24 2013 at 1:49 am
This was quite an interesting piece of work! Loooove it!

Tiggertail said...
on Oct. 23 2013 at 11:02 am
What a wonderful way to explore the many fauceted possibilities that a piece of jewelry can experience. We think in the dimension of humans as being the only to experience. This is truly outside "the box" thinking. Very creative. Very intrinsic. Very, very good. I want to read more.


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