Indian Jewel

Up close, the tiger looks quite fierce, He's in your face, just so... He'll stare at you with eyes that pierce, That's just to let you know... He's no pushover, get that straight! Don't twiddle with his tail! Don't climb aboard or aggravate Or he'll make you go pale... Your blood will fall from brawn and brain, You'll gulp to clear your throat, You'll never be the same again... Be warned and please take note... A tiger's not a friendly pet That you pat on the head! In fact, on this, I'd take a bet, You'd run away instead... This Indian jewel like amber shines, Black diamonds set the tone... White pearls for teeth and whiskered lines Tell us, leave him alone... Majestic though he seems to be, The tiger's rough and tough! So right here's where I'll look and see... My camera zoom's enough... The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Indian Jewel'. The Stephen Gayford poems can be viewed here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com