Sipping tea
in the afternoon
staring across
the Serengeti grasses
I spy a movement
in the corner of my eye
and the moment passes
Again, it is there
maybe one hundred yards
a head rises momentarily
Staying long enough 
for me to recognize
the Lion, albeit temporarily
A mutual respect
for each other’s presence
as different as chalk and cheese
He stealthily moves away
sauntering lithely
towards the trees
Surely as oil and water
do not mix for man
and the majestic beast
A respectful distance
to be maintained
is always the very least
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
National Poetry Writing Month
April 23 - Day 23
I’d like to challenge you today to write a poem about an animal.

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  3 comments for “King

  1. April 23, 2019 at 9:22 pm

    This is wonderful Christine! I love how you have included all the prompts to write about the majestic beast! 🙂💞

    • Christine Bolton
      April 23, 2019 at 9:34 pm

      Thank you 😊❤️

      • April 23, 2019 at 10:18 pm

        My pleasure! 😊💞

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