<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367327" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Locked On Target</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's locked on target, fully primed, <br>A tiger through and through, <br>With all his instincts honed and timed, <br>So credit where it's due...<br>His enemy is death itself, <br>Survival proves the key, <br>It isn't simply food and health, <br>He has his destiny...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long life for him's no easy task, <br>No easy ride each day, <br>For who of us is he to ask<br>Some help along the way? <br>Thus life goes on, his prey ahead, <br>The ambush has been set, <br>Despite the cost, the awful dread, <br>His victim's last regret...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's locked on target, neck laid low, <br>Dismissed all thoughts of love, <br>As if a halo once aglow<br>Fell down to form a ruff...<br>A fancy scarf around his throat, <br>Against the stripes so black, <br>That match his heart, for soon he'll gloat, <br>If he can stay on track...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2012.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The poem is based on the magnificent painting <br>by Stephen Gayford called 'Locked On Target'. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">More Stephen Gayford poems here: <br>denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367327" data-title="Locked On Target de Denis Martindale" data-description="He's locked on target, fully primed, A tiger through and through, With all his instincts honed and timed, So credit where it's due... His enemy is death itself, Survival proves the key, It isn't simply food and health, He has his destiny... ..."></div> </div> </div>

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