Relaxed! Poem by Denis Martindale

The tiger trod the warm, warm earth
Beneath his warm, warm feet,
The sun shone down for all its worth
With warmth he couldn't beat...
And so the tiger's bulky frame
Stood still and came to rest,
Plum-tuckered out, so there's no shame,
No guilt to be expressed...

His tootsies sought their sweet repose,
To help their throbbing cease,
Content until the time he rose,
No longer so at ease...
No hunger pains to force him on,
No thirst to quench for now,
So why not let the day be gone,
Relaxing here somehow?

His crumpled frowns weren't quite as tense,
He seemed to wear a smile,
No need for food, no need for friends,
When sunshine can beguile...
Breathe in, breathe out, eyelids half mast,
Perhaps a yawn or two
And so another day sailed past
With nothing much to do...


Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2014.


The poem is based on the magnificent wildlife
painting by Stephen Gayford nb Google search:

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