Dreaming Tiger Poem by Dandelion De La Rue

Dreaming Dream Tiger

The dreaming tiger
clung to me
his paws around my neck
his head, his silky head
upon my shoulder
eyes closed
cat smile,
weightless in his dreaming body
but warm, so warm.
I gently stroked his head.

He likes you
said the voice
the mystery voice
that comes to me sometimes
and I was glad.
I liked the tiger

I rode the tiger
in my weightless dreaming body
and with him
nonchalantly strolled
as only cats can stroll
through magic forests
never looking down
or to the side
but only straight ahead.
We walk with
and strength.