I don’t understand why I’m here. This is all so strange. The
surface is hard when I should be feeling the softness and warmth of the forest floor.
I should be able to run free for miles
and miles without having to turn a corner once. Hang on what IS a corner? And what are those strange things staring at
me? In the forest, they would be dinner, but I have to be nice otherwise I won’t
get fed. My heart should be beating to the rhythm of the jungle but instead I
am here; bored, restless and held prisoner.
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His heart should beat to the rhythm of the jungle...
ReplyDeleteYou write some wonderful heartfelt pieces with great poignancy Lizzie. Really hitting home!
I am a bit of an eco warrior when it comes to the endangered wildlife, trying to raise awareness. Very passionate about it. Glad you liked chick.
DeleteGorgeous writing! I love this take on the prompt...poignant indeed!!
ReplyDeleteThank you. It really did flow this one as it is a passion of mine. xxx
DeleteAbsolutely stunning piece! Agreed on all points.
ReplyDeleteAw, thank you. I wrote from the heart on this one. The picture though just makes me so sad wehn I see it! xxx
DeleteSad, isn't it, the beating heart of a jungle caged in like that. Lovely piece of writing x.
ReplyDeleteVery sad; the picture makes me extrmely sad too. Thank you. xxx
DeleteSuch a wonderful piece, Lizzie! You've captured his plight perfectly!
ReplyDeleteThank you. I've seen 'bored' tigers pacing up and down and it does make me very cross as well as sad. xxx
DeleteOh, this is beautifully poignant. Love love love that your wrote this from the tiger's pov.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Seemed the right thing to do. xxx
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