Cougar! - Poem by Denis Martindale
His upward curled moustache looked cute
Upon the cougar's face,
Just like a villain or a brute,
No shame at his disgrace...
Despite such features well-defined,
Distinguished, come what may,
Who knew what thoughts were on his mind,
Regardless, night or day?
His reputation well-deserved,
Or just a bad profile?
Now hidden close, I still observed,
Impressed by strength and style...
But as I looked intently on,
His tear-stained eyes looked, too,
Aware of me until I'd gone,
Completely out of view...
He had no cash, no food, no home,
No chance to spend or save,
He only had the chance to roam
And sometimes misbehave...
He wasn't trained, he wasn't schooled,
Thus hunting made him so
And that was why my judgements cooled
Before I chose to go...
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2015.
Poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting,
by artist Stephen Gayford nb Google-search
gayfordgallery and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.
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