CHIMPANZEE

The chimpanzee was quite a sight,
When I first saw him there,
You see, he looked quite young despite
The wrinkles everywhere...
His bright eyes shone so full of life,
Beneath a frown or two,
Though this day showed no pain or strife,
No cause for feeling blue...

He held a twig, poked it around,
Then tossed it at his friend,
It bounced off him and hit the ground
Before he could defend...
He picked it up and tossed it back
And so their game went on,
Then suddenly, they both lost track,
The novelty had gone...

If only Man could follow suit
And walk away from war
And not let battles still pollute
This world from shore-to-shore...
If chimpanzees can call a truce,
Can nations, yes or no?
With each new war, each side must lose,
Till nations make wars GO!


Denis Martindale, copyright June 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting
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REFLECTED GLORY

The tiger and two cubs laid low,
The water soothed their skins,
No other place seemed wise to go,
For then nobody wins...
Reflected glory calmed them all,
That's what it did and more,
So in the stream, each cub would crawl,
Then stay there filled with awe...

They merely let the day go by
And watched the bubbles glide
And though some fishes wondered why,
The cubs chose to abide...
Their whiskers sparkling like the dew,
Their nostrils somewhat wet,
The cubs so glad of something new,
A day not to forget...

But time moves on, so up they stood,
The trio must depart,
Returning to their neighbourhood
Where they would play their part...
The sizzling sun would dry them out,
Majestic once again,
Contrasts are what life's all about,
For tigers... and for men...


Denis Martindale, copyright June 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting
by Stephen Gayford. Google-search phrases
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SUN WORSHIPPERS, TOO

The meerkats lounged as best they could
While on guard all the time,
That Summer's breeze, it sure felt good,
That sunshine felt sublime...
The sky devoid of clouds, so blue,
A symbol so serene,
As if with nothing still to do,
No reason to look mean...

The meerkats looked at rocks and dust
And holes in which to hide,
Always the same, close things to trust,
That Nature had supplied...
Yet that same sun now overhead
Was always on the go
And though at night it always fled,
Where to, not one could know...

And so the meerkats often stared
In wonder at the sun,
For nothing else on Earth compared,
For there was only one...
It seemed to bring them warmth as well,
Though how they could not say...
Because as far as they could tell,
It looked so far away...


Denis Martindale, copyright June 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting
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EAGLE OWL

The eagle owl perched on a tree,
The branch beneath its feet,
So statuesque, so solemnly,
So seldomly to meet...
Yet there it stayed, so much at peace,
Content that I was near,
Unruffled by a soothing breeze,
Devoid of any fear...

I eased my camera to my face,
Slow motion was the way,
To raise it up with gentle grace
And all the time to pray...
My camera clicked and clicked again,
The zoom-in got it all,
It was my turn to smile right then,
To gain this miracle...

Photographers know what I mean,
To capture beauty thus,
To stand one's ground, not intervene,
To move yet cause no fuss...
And once the pictures had been saved,
That bird then flew above
And all at once, I stood and waved
At something new to love...


Denis Martindale, copyright June 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting
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MOTHER JAGUAR

Oh, how noble was the profile
Of Mother Jaguar
And so much so, she made me smile,
Because she looked a star...
And with her cub, she looked so proud,
As if she had enough,
As if her full share was allowed
And it was filled with love...

That little cub would cuddle close,
No other would it seek,
Like every special cub that knows
Their Mother's quite unique...
Their bond was everything, of course,
Survival at its best,
The very thing one would endorse,
It passes every test...

Though generations come and go,
That cub will grow up fast,
With passing years that always show
The values meant to last...
Without the guidance that's received,
What hope would help it through?
And that's the truth that I've believed
Can help me and help you...


Denis Martindale, copyright June 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting
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WAIT FOR ME!

The elephants were walking on,
The calf was last in line,
He turned around before they'd gone
And said, 'Well, that's just fine!'
They'd never said a word as such,
Just up and went and left,
Without a thought to stay in touch,
That's why he felt bereft...

Poor thing! My word, he looked surprised!
'Well, that's a fine to do!
It's good that I soon realised!
I'd not do that to you!'
They lumbered on and kept ahead,
Yet his feet were quite small,
Despite the speed at which he sped,
Which wasn't fast at all...

That's when he bellowed, 'WAIT FOR ME!'
That's when they each looked round,
Who made that noise? They stopped to see,
It was the strangest sound!
'Don't fret, dear child! You passed the test!
You let your voice be heard
And we're so proud you did your best!
Now, not another word...'


Denis Martindale, copyright June 2016.


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MEET A MEERKAT!

The painting on the wall had showed
A meerkat family
And oh the smiles each one bestowed,
Such that they called to me...
So off I travelled, on my way,
To visit them at home,
To meet a meerkat on that day
And watch them freely roam...

One adult meerkat whizzed around
And scampered to and fro,
As if quite nervous at each sound
He'd heard but didn't know...
And when a plane flew overhead
I saw him faint and fall,
As if his heart was full of dread
At such a miracle...

But, pretty soon, he stood again,
As courage conquered fear,
That was, for me, the moment when
I simply had to cheer...
He overcame, then he arose,
Much stronger than before,
The best choice that he ever chose
Had thrilled me to the core!


Denis Martindale, copyright June 2016.


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FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION!

The meek young meerkat stared ahead
Beside his elder friend,
Who stood on guard until he fled,
On that you can depend..
But till that time, he looked quite stern
And steadfast in his way,
As if obedient to his turn
At keeping foes at bay...

The game, of course, was just to stand,
Defiant and to taunt,
The foes approached across the land
The meerkats' dens to haunt...
But elder meerkats have tricks, too,
Their beady eyes see all,
Determinedly they keep in view
When hunters pay a call...

The meek young meerkat learnt to run,
To scamper and to hide,
To screech his warnings to each one
So they got down inside...
Though humans have their house alarms
Detecting to and fro,
The mighty meerkats have their charms
Compared to all we know...


Denis Martindale, copyright May 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting,
Anticipation by Stephen Gayford. Google-search
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MAGICAL, TOO...

The white wolf came to me one night,
His face intent, extreme,
Content to stare and cause a fright,
Though it was just a dream...
At peace, as if he'd found his prey,
His victim and his feast,
So proud, in fact, he could delay
His nature as the beast...

But in the dream, I stood my ground,
I owned the land and deed,
While he could make a fearful sound,
I knew I could succeed...
He stood alone, I stood alone,
Each one to wear a frown
And while I stood there on my own,
I simply stared him down...

While he was strong, I, too, was strong
And wily, just like him,
That's why we stared the hour long,
That's why we looked so grim...
But at the end, he slinked away,
That coward turned about,
Because my courage saved the day,
By faith, without a doubt...


Denis Martindale copyright May 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting,
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BORNEO AND SUMATRAN CLOUDED LEOPARDS

Thanks to subscribing to the Pinterest website picture pins, I was sent an email about cute fluffy kittens and so on, yet among these there was a new cat species being shown. The image was on the http://www.pinterest.com website here:

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https://uk.pinterest.com/dailymail/

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-442309/New-species-leopard-largest-fangs-cat-world-discovered.html

The Daily Mail article, from 2007, reveals the story behind the picture of a Borneo Clouded Leopard and mentions the Sumatran Clouded Leopard as well. The Daily Mail article provided a lot of info about the newly-discovered species and explained the need to protect their lands for future generations. While we know that the human population has its own needs for the using of world resources, there are some organisations that campaign on behalf of wildlife and thus create an awareness and a compassion for what would be called protected or endangered species. The article doesn't overlook the facts about leopards having their own hunting skills and ways to survive in the wild. The word ellipsis being mentioned is referring to the grammatical name for the 3 little pause dots like the ... or the . . . depending on the styles of the publisher as well as the writer... You can see the 3 dots in the close-up picture and the enlarged picture:

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See around the mouth and also upon the shoulder. While such images look cute, we aren't getting all the facts from these, as these leopards have the largest fangs of all the cats, somewhat like the pictures we've seen of the Sabre Tooth Tiger. Scientists researched the genetic make-up of such leopards and found dozens of differences there, so as to confirm the status of such creatures proving these are different species. So it just goes to show, we really haven't seen everything, after all. Borneo research has confirmed dozens of other species, too. Even so, in the last one hundred years a multitude of worldwide species has already become extinct. No longer protected or endangered... because they are no more...


Denis Martindale, May 2016.

WHITE MAJESTY, TOO...

White wolf! White wolf! I see you there!
Though you glide like a ghost,
Just like a blur upon the air,
As if a cloud to coast...
But your black eyes betray disguise
That Nature can't improve,
While up and forward limbs must rise,
Your bodyweight to move...

White wolf! White wolf! I've learnt your tricks!
You wily so-and-so,
That's why, right now, my camera clicks,
Before you turn and go...
Your majesty, your poise, your style,
I've captured all I can,
Though you may smirk and you may smile,
I'm not the average man...

White wolf! White wolf! A king to some,
A spirit on the prowl,
A haunting presence, still you come,
Then on some hill to howl...
But until then, my camera's stored
Your majesty and more,
So be you king, or sovereign lord,
I've got what I came for!


Denis Martindale, copyright April 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting,
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INDIAN TIGER CUB

The Indian tiger cub I saw
Looked noble and serene,
As if he stood without a flaw,
With stares meant to be seen...
Intimidating in his way,
Enough to bite and scare,
Beyond the times when he could play
With all the young cubs there...

I sensed he wasn't like the rest,
He knew his destiny,
He was aware that he was blessed
With something meant to be...
His father knew this from the start,
They shared a common bond,
As if they shared one beating heart
That made him more than fond...

And so, as fathers often do,
A favourite son was shown,
A somewhat inside point of view
On what things could be known...
That's why that young cub could excel
Beyond each brother's skill,
For favourite sons have tales to tell,
They have... and always will...


Denis Martindale, copyright April 2016.


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CHEETAH CUB

The cheetah cub was way too cute,
Despite its face, so sad,
Yet with my camera, I could shoot
Something so it looked glad...
That was my challenge for today,
A cheerful cheetah grin,
Till then, I knew that I must stay
And simply not give in...

The other cheetah cubs looked fine,
Not glib or glum or grim,
Not in a mood to moan or pine
Each time they looked at him...
I think he was a jealous soul,
When Mother made a fuss,
As if the others to control
And he, excluded, thus...

But when she came and cuddled close,
His sad face was no more,
So while they stood there, nose-to-nose,
I smiled and looked with awe...
The camera clicked and caught the scene,
I learnt a thing or two,
The hardest heart that once turns mean,
Finds joy in, 'I LOVE YOU!'


Denis Martindale, copyright April 2016.


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WHITE MAGIC!

White tigers like to bathe a spell
And so, of course, did he,
And with my camera, I knew well,
Great photos I would see...
Reflections that seemed Heaven-sent
And colours that were great,
I clicked away to my content,
With much to celebrate...

I love white tigers in the wild,
They look so debonair,
So I was staring like a child,
His first day at the fair...
Each spectacle that proves enough
And then, somehow, enthralls,
As giddy as a man in love,
When Nature's magic calls...

When that white tiger strode away
And on his journey strayed,
A part of me praised God that day
And that was why I prayed...
'Protect white tigers from Mankind,
Preserve them one by one,
From those proved foolish, cruel and blind...
Please, God... Thy will be done...'


Denis Martindale, copyright April 2016.


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WHITE TIGER!

I looked intently at his eyes,
So blue and yet so pale,
As if I scanned the distant skies
Before a storm or gale...
And that pink nose of his stood out
Between his whiskers there,
That sourpuss could really pout,
As if designed to glare!

He made me glad that I could smile,
To loudly laugh and grin,
To thus enhance my own profile
And showcase what's within...
But all he did was sit and stay,
To flick his tail and such...
As if he had nothing to say
And didn't think too much...

But when he stood and walked ahead,
My word, he looked a sight!
I felt a sudden sense of dread
And ran with all my might!
I saw no need to stick around,
I've other things to do!
With smaller cats still to be found
And safer ones to view!


Denis Martindale, copyright April 2016.


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LIONESS AND CUB

The lioness and cub laid down
For standing's sometimes hard,
The lioness still wore a frown,
As if always on guard...
As cute as cubs appear to be,
Not one's that strong and brave,
That's why their Mother's there to see
What must be done to save...

Just think of tame domestic cats,
Without their hunting skills,
All cosy on our rugs and mats,
Where each one plays not kills...
No thoughts of living prey at all,
No lioness in sight,
No guardian to stop a fall,
Just humans day and night...

But in the wild, the cubs depend
On Mother keeping close,
The guardian who can defend
Against most kinds of foes...
That truly makes a lasting bond,
Almost their lifetimes through,
When love persists and goes beyond
What grown-up cubs can do...



Denis Martindale, copyright April 2016.


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INDIAN TIGRESS

The tigress was a wondrous sight,
Imposing in her way,
Composing majesty and might,
No matter, night or day...
And mother to her cubs, of course,
Who showed no fear at all,
Because she rarely showed her force
To such as these, so small...

She merely nudged them now and then,
To stand and walk around,
To make each know of moments when
She heard a nearby sound...
Or coaxed them from their sleepy sighs
For something new to learn,
Or else to face some strange surprise,
The dangers to discern...

Years come, years go, time takes its toll
And Man's both foe and friend,
Such that I wonder in my soul,
When will such wonders end?
But on the whole, her gladness grew,
Such was her lot in life,
Beneath that sun and sky so blue,
Where each must yet survive...


Denis Martindale, copyright March 2016.


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LION PROFILE

My word, that lion looks the part!
His profile looks sublime!
As if he's got a noble heart,
As if he's in his prime...
As if he's learnt a thing or two,
The master of his fate,
As if he knows just what to do,
His legend to create!

My word, that lion looks a king,
He glides from place to place,
That royal walk proves everything,
Regard that poise and grace...
And yet he moves at lightning speed,
He fights and wins with style,
The lesser lions can't succeed,
No wonder they don't smile...

My word, I'm glad I'm over here
And that he's over there!
Why wander close then shake with fear?
I know I wouldn't dare!
My camera lens gets close enough,
My photos must suffice...
Because that lion's way too tough
And I am way too nice...


Denis Martindale, copyright March 2016.


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PANDA SNACK!

A Panda has a snack or two,
As soon as time allows,
As if each bamboo shoot tastes new
As he squats down to browse...
And while those bamboo shoots are near
And somewhat close to hand,
A Panda chews and shows no fear
And thinks his life's just grand...

No roof above and no TV,
No phone or Internet,
Yet he remains contentedly,
To snack without regret...
No job to go to now and then,
Each day's a holiday,
No watch at all to tell him when
It's time to walk away...

I envy him! He's got no wife!
No kids to call his own!
He's really happy with his life
Though he weighs twenty stone!
To him, all things are black and white,
He's not like beastly brutes,
He's happy as a lark, all right,
Thanks to his bamboo shoots!


Denis Martindale, copyright March 2016.


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TIGER IN THE GRASS!

I wonder what he's doing there,
That tiger in the grass,
This long suspense gets hard to bear,
For what will come to pass?
He's on the prowl, that much I know,
He's staring left and right
And moving with a fluid flow,
Both in and out of sight...

My camera helps to show his eyes,
His nose and whiskers, too,
As he stays silent, in disguise,
So difficult to view...
But I'm quite patient as a rule,
I'll bide my time and wait
And, thankfully, I've kept my cool,
Not nervous, in a state...

He's standing up! He's running now!
He's coming straight for me!
That's it! I'm off! Goodbye... and how!
It's time for me to flee!
What's this? Oh, dear! It's just a dream!
I've got to stay awake!
I need some coffee and some cream!
Please, God... Give me a break!


Denis Martindale, copyright March 2016.


A poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting,
by artist Stephen Gayford. Google-search
gayfordgallery and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.

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