Arctic Sun, Too Poem by Denis Martindale

Arctic Sun, Too



Even the Arctic wolf has plans
On waking from his sleep,
The search for food Man understands,
Those hunger pains run deep...
His life depends on others, too,
Without these, starved then doomed,
That's just the same for me and you,
No other course assumed...

He either hunts and kills and lives...
Or dies just like the rest,
What other course, right there, that gives
Such food that he feels blessed?
What other choices could he take?
Eat cold grass every day?
Continue with a stomach ache
That just won't go away?

Perhaps when Christmas comes once more,
What need have you to roam,
With Christmas presents shared galore
And you to feast at home?
But he's still out there, day and night,
For any food to find,
Still there to catch and there to bite,
When Nature's not so kind...


Denis Martindale August 2017.


A poem based on the magnificent Stephen Gayford
wildlife painting. Google search phrases
gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry
and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...

Sunday, August 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: survival,animals,nature
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