Temple Tigers Poem by Denis Martindale

Temple Tigers



The temple tigers calmed the pace,
They stopped us in our tracks,
It was as if they owned the place,
Deciding to relax...
They lounged as if they couldn't care,
Mankind should go away,
Just be polite and leave them there,
Come back another day...

But as a tourist, camera-blessed,
I didn't up and leave,
Despite the fact my friend confessed
Was scared and tugged my sleeve...
While he ran back, I kept my ground,
My camera clicking fast,
Then suddenly, my forehead frowned,
As they stood up at last...

I swiftly turned, then chased my friend,
As if The Great Escape,
A hundred yards, on that depend,
But he was out of shape!
I caught him up, then ran ahead
And started up the jeep!
Those tigers filled us both with dread,
The temple they can keep!


Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2013.


The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Temple Tigers'.


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

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