Tiger Sky
Meanwhile, the wild geese soar above
the supermarket. The sky defiantly
striped—sunset orange /pink,
like a faded tiger print.
The winter trees, naked of their
leaves, stand as if in protest by
the congested, glistening street—their
sharp branches flexing like claws.
Meanwhile, I search for ingredients,
for milk and peace, the wild geese
are in the car park calling ‘the sky
is on fire; the river is breached.’
And as I read the wild words—
a goose feather drifts towards
predatory, purring cars. An oak
tree looms over the traffic. Silent
primordial as sky or a tiger
holding the amber/red light.
Caitlin Miller
Caitlin Miller is a writer, editor and poetry facilitator based in Oxfordshire, UK where she lives with her husband, dog and cat. She holds an MA in Creative Writing with Distinction and is the co- creator/editor of Irisi, a digital poetry, spoken word and art platform. She is currently also working as a poetry tutor/creative writer on an Arts Council funded children’s poetry project, which she co -founded. Her poetry has previously been published in Tears in the fence, Ink Sweat & Tears, Under the Radar, Scriturra Magazine and, recently, on two coffee cup recycling bins in Oxford as part of Oxford city council’s ‘cups of inspiration’ creative project. Co-incidentally she loves both poetry and a good cup of coffee.
About This Poem
Tiger Sky is inspired by the climate crisis and a flock of wild geese flying over a busy supermarket and road in a town on the river Thames.
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