The tiger cub had all but grown
And now the world seemed his,
For as a tiger all alone
Deep water proved such bliss...
The days were hot, yet he was warm,
Then went from warm to cool,
So from extremes he could transform
And bend things as a rule...
No wonder, then, a tiger grin
Was firmly on his face,
The second that he waded in
So gently, full of grace...
To see the bubbles near his nose
And silver ripples spread,
The sun reflecting all its glows
Straight up beyond his head...
This is the life, he soon declared,
His tootsies squelching mud,
His whiskers twitching, nostrils flared
And now much cooler blood...
The tricky part was when to leave
This sacred Shangri-La!
His former life on land retrieve
To wander near and far...
Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2013.
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Deep Water'.
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