Denis Martindale Poems

The golden eagle, what a sight!
Across the pond, they know!
A wondrous creature when in flight,
Its silhouette aglow!
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How few have asked and understood!
'Who needs a helping hand? '
I pray you'll help the brotherhood,
The Brotherhood of Man...
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White tigers know a thing or two,
Their senses are quite keen,
But then it's knowing what to do,
Stay still, serene or mean?
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Three lion cubs like musketeers
Renowned of ancient France.
Though not so ancient in their years,
Their memory enchants.
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When she smiles, it's like the sunshine outshining stars above.
Transcending time and space divine with warmth and holy love.
Her joy's just like the rainbow's arc that brightens yonder sky.
Her vibrant voice sings like the lark, a gift no man could buy.
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As the sun was setting slowly,
The lion settled down...
Forewarned, majestic and holy,
Adorned in golden brown...
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The measure of love, in truth, is this:
To treasure each sigh, close by, then kiss!
I've revelled each girl I yearn,
Just to discern the measure of love!
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Until... whenever... who can say?
Let's meet again another day...
Let's share the looks that lingered so
That voiced the love we hoped to know.
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Father And Mother, I Love You!
That spells out F.A.M.I.L.Y.
And God bless if it's oh, so true,
The way that He blessed me!
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Barabbas stood before the crowd,
Then Pontius Pilate spoke,
'One freed prisoner I'm allowed! '
And yet it was no joke.
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