Denis Martindale Poems

I haven't got a single clue what I'm about to write!
So I'll just do what I just do and give my fancies flight!
Perhaps I'll write of films or sports, or TV shows I love,
Or maybe elevate my thoughts to Heaven's joys above...
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When baby Jesus grew and grew,
When words stirred in His mind,
His character was ever new,
Like gold, He was refined...
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The bobcat isn't very small,
It's just a little more,
The bobcat isn't very tall,
Enough to drop your jaw...
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The tigress was a wondrous sight,
Imposing in her way,
Composing majesty and might,
No matter, night or day...
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My word, that lion looks the part!
His profile looks sublime!
As if he's got a noble heart,
As if he's in his prime...
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I wonder what he's doing there,
That tiger in the grass,
This long suspense gets hard to bear,
For what will come to pass?
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A Panda has a snack or two,
As soon as time allows,
As if each bamboo shoot tastes new
As he squats down to browse...
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Upon a branch an owl took rest,
To stay there solemnly,
As if he stared quite unimpressed
As he looked down on me...
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Exquisite as a masterpiece
Composed in Mozart's mind...
Piano playing meant to please
Made everything refined.
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As I awoke from sleep, I stood and walked again,
yet then I stood still because my eyes saw more...

There are times when I leave this mortal realm
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