Denis Martindale Poems

The tiger stood and looked ahead,
So hot and near collapse,
But then all fear had all but fled
And gone for good, perhaps...
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Snow leopards stalk, sometimes to win,
Averting hunger pains,
Because it's as those aches begin,
No gentle peace remains...
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The leopard cub was startled at
Some noise he overheard,
Unnerved yet cautious not to scat,
Alert and yet not stirred...
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Who was the elder of them both,
These brilliant brethren wolves,
United by a solemn oath
Each family approves?
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The leopard and the cub look fine,
At rest, laid low, relaxed,
For there are times to draw the line,
Take ease, no longer taxed...
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The lion and his lioness
Were standing face-to-face,
As if the two should there address
Each reason to embrace...
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The lion cub remained at rest
With Mother there close by,
Beside the stream where God had blessed
Each with a wistful sigh...
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The wolf was prone to roam the land,
Regardless, rain or shine,
Because he knew that life was planned,
Except for when he'd dine...
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The cute white tiger cub had grown
And gone his separate way,
Perhaps to spend his life alone
Until his dying day...
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The lion's craggy face was caught,
One camera shot in time,
When there reposed and deep in thought,
Reflecting past his prime...
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