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The jaguar had found a spot
He called his very own,
In fact, he liked it quite a lot,
As if it were his throne.
He had a little look around
Before he made his claim,
Then settled there close to the ground,
So very glad he came.
The rugged branch was strong enough
So it would bear his weight,
All things considered, lots to love,
And nothing there to hate.
He settled there without a care,
Contented as can be,
Yet soon the heat was hard to bear
Despite the harmony.
And all at once, his muscles eased,
His tail then dangled low,
His concentration then decreased,
His heartbeat going slow.
His eyes began to close on cue,
He nodded to himself,
Then nodded off without a clue,
As if left on the shelf...
Denis Martindale. June 2021.
This black jaguar poem is about the
magnificent painting Just Snoozing by
UK wildlife artist Stephen Gayford.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem