Out Of Reach! Poem by Denis Martindale

The playful tiger watched the leaves
That fell from yonder tree
And while that nothing yet achieves,
His eyes lit up with glee...
So on his belly he crept close,
For just one leaf to catch,
With whiskers trembling by his nose
At plans he hoped to hatch...

Advancing forward yard-by-yard,
Eyes tilted skyward now,
He squinted, focussing quite hard,
With furrows on his brow...
Though in his mind he saw a bird
For every leaf that fell,
His error hadn't yet occurred,
He simply couldn't tell...

Then suddenly he leapt quite high!
Though somewhat overweight!
Yet out of reach! Oh, my, oh, my!
'That's great! ' he said, 'Just great! '
Opticians can't help tigers, friend!
Just folks like me and you...
They're there to help us comprehend
Our changing point of view...



Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.


The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Out Of Reach'.

More Stephen Gayford poems here:
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