he doesn’t care
he doesn’t care about crowns
he doesn’t know he is a king
his only kingdom is survival
we attached a silly moniker
for his magnificence
like we determine specie classification
all listed below us
we name each
for the natural beauty, grace and strength
we covet
we only become great with great effort
not like them
who fly, leap, run, swim
in a way that makes us
desire trophies
we manufacture superiority
how we love roaring
we are the rulers of this earthly kingdom
you are only, King of the Jungle
because that’s what we named you…
drawn with prisma pencils a few years back
anntogether 
Gorgeous, my friend! A Sunshiny Sunday to you! 💞☀️
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Thank you, Sibella.
Happy Sunday, back 🙂
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Brilliant! Shared on Twitter and FB.
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Stuart,
Thank you so very much.
Happy Sunday.
am:)
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“reminders of our manufactured superiority
and how we do love roaring”…..Love these lines. I especially like the white speckles in the center of his lower lip — it makes them look so real, so textured…hard to put into words here. This is especially poignant what with the lion killed by the American dentist….such a shame that humans feel the need to put heads on their walls…..and who’s to say all the species we name (naming is such a powerful act) are truly below us? Excellent and thought provoking piece — words and lioness.
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Thank you, Lillian.
I intended to post something completely different later this evening. Then I was thinking about this gorgeous animal – and the sadness surrounding the entire situation.
Thank you.
am:)
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I wish the lion would have torn him to shreds and shared his disgusting body with all the animals and birds. And then they should have taken his bones and salted him and buried him in a pit so that his genes and DNA would never be found and he would be forgotten forever.
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Good thing the dentist didn’t cross your path 😉
Seriously though, it is tragic this ‘joy’ in hunting. There are so many ways to enjoy one’s self other than in pursuit of killing wildlife for sport
Thank you,
am:)
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Just tweeted this, Miss. You know, reading your post (wunderbar, btw), I had a “lightbulb moment”: I’d never thought about the names we give animals before. I know that may sound silly, but I was thinking that animals don’t really know “what” they are — we’ve ascribed name, value, worth, etc. Now, if only somehow we could undo “King of the Jungle” so that idiot hunters wouldn’t be tempted to possess that kingliness, maybe we could undo some major damage to our animal populations. Anyhoo, what I’m trying to say is this is a most thought-provoking post, AM — well-done, good job, well said! d
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Many thanks. I appreciate your most thoughtful words here 🙂
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You’re most welcome, 😉
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reading Hempel on the back deck this glorious am 🙂
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Ah, I wondered why you were up so early! Well, enjoy the read, 🙂 One of Hempel’s students will be sending you something later today. Don’t hold it against that student for not being Hempel. 😉 P.S.: Rained and stormed here last night — hope it’s not headed your way.
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been up since 3:32 – one of those nights…
look forward to the read 🙂
could use the rain – brown crusty lawn outside the glass
am:)
max to wrestling
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You need to take a nap later, Miss. Gotta shut that amazing brain of yours down earlier, 🙂
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results this eve – cussing
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Love your lioness – and those eyes!! Great pairing with your words.
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She goes back a few years. Thank you. I was too lazy to draw a male for the post. I will do one soon though.
am:)
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Or how ’bout an “Island of Doctor Morea) lion?!!
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She’s a girlie lion too – with hair extensions – not a mane 😉
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