Silent Vigil Poem by Denis Martindale

Silent Vigil



White tigers are conspicuous,
They stand out from the crowd!
So not to be ridiculous,
They're silent and not loud...
That's why they stare and sit and stare
Or lay and stare awhile...
So other beasties aren't aware
Of such a high profile...

White tigers can get bleary-eyed
If they lounge there too long
And yet take such things in their stride,
Although they know it's wrong...
To compensate, they walk about,
To stretch their legs and such,
Then they lie down, with paws stretched out,
But then, they don't do much...

White tigers have been known to roar,
Then watch the others run!
White tigers snigger, laugh, guffaw,
When things like that are done!
Their silent vigils that were here
Soon disappear, God knows...
It makes their day to instil fear,
The naughty so-and-sos!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.


The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Silent Vigil'.

More Stephen Gayford poems here:
denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com
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