Denis Martindale Poems

Three lion cubs were on the prowl,
Like evil musketeers,
With dark intentions oh so foul,
Despite their youthful years...
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Come forth, you secrets, from within!
Come forth and voice your truth!
Come forth, so that your words begin
With knowledge or reproof...
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When English was the lesson spent
Within another class,
Through common grammar rules we went,
Another test to pass...
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I pity those who cannot write,
Who go to bed and sleep at night,
To live their lives without insight,
It's true... I pity those...
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An angel with a broken wing
Crashed down upon my head!
Apologized for everything,
Despite me there, half dead...
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When first the angels saw the Earth,
They marvelled what it was,
Reflecting why this world had worth,
God's Spirit here to cross...
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I wasn't born a king or prince,
A baron or a lord,
Nor suddenly becoming since,
So that can be ignored...
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In mortal man, where sin yet dwells,
Across both space and time,
A miracle that God foretells
Is waiting there sublime...
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One's often puzzled what to rhyme!
Yet that's the journey, friends,
To meditate and use that time
Until one comprehends!
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While Brian's got no soul at all,
Just innards and a shell,
Of all the robots it stands tall,
For wonders it can tell...
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