Tiger's Head

What hopes and dreams dwell in that head And in that tiger's heart Beyond the thoughts that quickly sped Then suddenly depart? The daily walking here and there, Fatigue then drowsiness, The need for him to stay aware, When hunger causes stress... Most of the time he hides things well, Disguising how he feels, Although he's got a tale to tell, He's not the sort who kneels... The silent type, aloof, withdrawn, A solitary soul, The kind who rarely looks forlorn, Maintaining self-control... But is he lonely day by day And lonely night by night? Aware life soon must pass away Must grant him some insight... Perhaps a tigress shares his fears... Who knows if they will meet? Yet if that gracious day appears, Their lives could be complete... Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2015. Poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting, by artist Stephen Gayford nb Google-search gayfordgallery and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.