Here Be Tygers. Poem by Martin O'Neill

Here Be Tygers.

Rating: 4.1


The wind circles round, laughing
As she dances with it
Trailing sparkles and spangles
And giggles in the air.

The trees look down and listen
The flowers nod and smile
Marvelling at the sun
Playing catch-me through her hair

A strange spell fills the garden
Time has no meaning here
Things once so familiar
Are no longer the same

And just for a minute
The world's a brighter place
Sprinkled with the magic
From a six year old's game.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 20 April 2010

Wonderful, sparkling moments of a world you've set out for us to examine here, in all its splendor.

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Smoky Hoss 09 February 2012

This is purely a beautiful poem, exceptionally good.

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Fay Slimm 06 January 2009

You capture the scene here Martin very well and the reader can reach out almost to touch the interior. Lovely - - very best wishes for more writing........ from Fay.

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Susan Williams 06 September 2020

This poem is a pure delight! ! ! 10+++++++++ and onto my fav list

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Susan Williams 06 September 2020

The wind circles round, laughing As she dances with it Trailing sparkles and spangles And giggles in the air.- - - - - - > captured the essence of childhood here- -loved it

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Susan Williams 06 September 2020

And just for a minute The world's a brighter place Sprinkled with the magic From a six year old's game. - - > loved the imagination of this lush poem! ! !

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Douglas Stewart 06 November 2015

Very nice, evocative, I do like the way you write!

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Ruth Walters 07 March 2012

I love your poetry, you write really well but I thought you would from your comment on mine, very poetical...you're a natural.

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Martin O'Neill

Martin O'Neill

Solihull, Birmingham, England
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