Denis Martindale


Denis Martindale Poems

1. Write Now! -new- 2/7/2016
2. Cheetah! 2/25/2015
3. Future King! 3/3/2015
4. Siberian Tiger 10/22/2014
5. Himalayan Summer 11/25/2014
6. Zebra And Foal 11/25/2014
7. In With The Crowd 11/25/2014
8. Santa's Change Of Heart! 11/28/2014
9. Precious! 12/15/2014
10. Arctic Hero? 12/19/2014
11. Shady Retreat... 12/21/2014
12. Early Learning 12/21/2014
13. Safe Haven 12/21/2014
14. Happy Birthday, Jesus! 12/25/2014
15. Poetry Shall Prevail! 1/15/2015
16. Mother And Calf 1/15/2015
17. Siberian Brothers 1/19/2015
18. Barn Owl 1/19/2015
19. Liberty Eagle! 1/26/2015
20. Duck! 2/25/2015
21. Ngorongoro Bull 2/25/2015
22. The Gorgeous Girl At The Window! 1/23/2016
23. * Do You Believe In Angels? -new- 1/24/2016
24. The Absence Of God? -new- 1/24/2016
25. The Gorgeous Guitar! -new- 1/28/2016
26. The Twice As Nice Girl! -new- 1/31/2016
27. Cold Comfort... -new- 2/1/2016
28. F.A.M.I.L.Y. -new- 2/3/2016
29. You Are Blessed To Bless! -new- 2/5/2016
30. Love Is A Language That Doesn't Need Words! -new- 2/5/2016
31. Unrequired Love... -new- 2/5/2016
32. The Wry Tingle! -new- 2/6/2016
33. Another Brand New Poem! -new- 2/6/2016
34. Father Time 6/30/2014
35. What Is It To Be Holy? 7/1/2014
36. Thank God For Coffee! 7/3/2014
37. Each Time I Think Of Him 7/3/2014
38. By His Stripes 7/21/2014
39. Animal Kingdom 7/28/2014
40. Big Ivory! 7/28/2014
Best Poem of Denis Martindale

* The Cross Of Christ

The jeering crowd like jackals stood,
To see what must be done.
Though once they thought this man was good,
They didn't see God's Son.
They called Him Rabbi, Teacher, Lord,
Yet now He was Rome's slave.
So all His claims were now ignored,
For who was He to save?
The nails were driven deep inside...
More drops of blood soon fell...
Once lifted, hoisted, crucified,
His life was just like Hell.
Torment and torture lay ahead.
Excruciating pain.
His scourged back stung and bled and bled
As briars bruised His brain.
His mother wept each passing ...

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Mary, Mother Of Jesus

In Roman times, when swords were raised,
And peace on Earth was rare,
There lived a girl now highly praised,
A girl beyond compare...
Her name was Mary, Joseph's love,
Betrothed, untouched by Man...
Who met an angel from above
Who then revealed God's plan!
'Young maiden, you are full of grace!

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