Denis Martindale

Secret Observers - Poem by Denis Martindale

Two cheetahs waited, laying low,
With mischief on their minds,
Surveying wildlife on the go
And hoping for the signs...
When hunger grumbles deep within,
It's then the hunt begins,
Each hunter knows and won't give in,
That's why each hunter wins...

Success awaits the best of breed,
The luckiest as well,
The fastest cheetahs get to feed
With each a tale to tell...
Each cheetah has to live this day
To meet tomorrow's dawn
And this depends upon his prey,
If fallen and forlorn...

Two cheetahs bide their time and stare,
Both gazing left and right,
For now, they look a precious pair,
But there awaits the fight...
When Nature plays its final game,
Survival, win or lose...
So who are we to judge or blame,
When cheetahs cannot choose?

Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2013.

The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Secret Observers'.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 13, 2013

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