My word, this dolphin's very fast!
He zips along at speed!
He's been that way from first to last,
Determined to succeed...
I bet he'd win a race or two,
I've got no doubt of that
And even somersaults he'll do,
When each time he flips flat...
As long as I still feed him fish,
He swims till he's up close,
It's like he knows my every wish
And his affection grows...
I've taught him tricks like throw the ball
And backward gliding by,
When he jumps, it's a miracle
That he can rise so high!
One day, I knew he was impressed,
I did a handstand there!
He stared at me like I was blessed
And quite beyond compare...
As if to say, 'I can't do that!
But, blimey, if I could,
I'd make a dash and scarper, scat!
Then leave this neighbourhood! '
Denis Martindale September 2016.
A poem based on two magnificent Stephen Gayford
wildlife paintings, Tranquillity and Serenity...
Google-search phrases for dolphin paintings,
gayford prints and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem