Behold the badger! What a sight!
Full-grown and in his prime!
Surviving every day and night,
Yet pristine and sublime...
Distinctive in his stature
And confident as well,
Yet practiced both in tooth and claw,
With secrets yet to tell...
Surviving every day and night,
Yet pristine and sublime...
Distinctive in his stature
And confident as well,
Yet practiced both in tooth and claw,
With secrets yet to tell...
With grandeur, he surveys each scene,
Accustomed to life's ways,
To visit places that he's been,
Exploring still some days...
Life's like a journey, here and there,
Beyond both sleep and food
And faithful feelings help him care,
Perhaps to bless his mood...
Accustomed to life's ways,
To visit places that he's been,
Exploring still some days...
Life's like a journey, here and there,
Beyond both sleep and food
And faithful feelings help him care,
Perhaps to bless his mood...
The badger has a noble stride,
Wherever he may roam,
He need not cross the whole world wide,
The forest is his home...
He does not own a house or car,
A caravan or yacht,
Yet through the life he's lived so far,
He glad with all he's got...
Wherever he may roam,
He need not cross the whole world wide,
The forest is his home...
He does not own a house or car,
A caravan or yacht,
Yet through the life he's lived so far,
He glad with all he's got...
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2013.
Gibsons Woodland Walk 250 Piece Puzzle
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Thanks for sharing my poem yet this poem had to be corrected after I found your blog. So you helped me and I'm glad I could update my poetry blog as well.
ReplyDeleteI've updated the Badger poem on the poemhunter website for October 2020:
http://poemhunter.com/poem/badger-2/
BADGER
Behold the badger! What a sight!
Full-grown and in his prime!
Surviving every day and night,
Yet pristine and sublime.
Distinctive in his stature
And confident as well,
So practised both in tooth and claw,
What secrets he could tell.
With grandeur, he surveys each scene,
Accustomed to life's ways,
To visit places that he's been,
And yet explore some days.
Life's like a journey, here and there,
Beyond both sleep and food
And faithful feelings help him care,
Perhaps to bless his mood.
The badger has a noble stride,
Wherever he may roam,
He need not cross the whole worldwide,
The forest is his home.
He does not own a house or car,
A caravan or yacht,
Yet through the life, he's lived so far,
He's glad for all he got.
Denis Martindale. October 2013.
The poem is about the magnificent wildlife
painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Badger'.
More Stephen Gayford wildlife painting
poems are on poemhunter poetry website.
For my poems see http://denismartindale.co.uk
It's the A to Z poem title list with the search option and the free e-book link for about 3,000 of my poems there.