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Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And water’d heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

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The photo is mine of a picture that hangs in my office.

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A blacksmith
Raises his hammer
Strikes anvil.

This anvil
Raises mighty hand
Strikes blacksmith.

Thunderstorm –
An evil anvil
When twisters.

Thunderstorm –
An angel anvil,
Rain for droughts.

With lightning –
Dramatic.  Thunder –
Tympanic.

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photo by Crystal Woroniuk at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nxwVgtc/Approaching+Storm

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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.
See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

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