Denis Martindale Poems

Before the coming of the night,
There comes a softening time,
That heralds, then, that soon last light,
An hour so sublime...
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The big cats strive to feed their own,
They hunt by day and night,
For each heart is a heart of stone
That seeks to win each fight...
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God's light bulb shone with fervent glow,
Illuminating thought,
So that man's soul was in the know
Beyond what life had taught...
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Behold, I stand at this year's end,
Surviving Winter's chill,
Alone this day without a friend,
So solemn and so still...
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Keep writing! Though the page looks bare,
Or screen shines oh so white,
Blank looks can't stop you if you care,
No matter, day or night...
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Love is like sand,

keep it in the palm of your hand
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How many hearts are blessed by grace,
Just like a film can do?
How many troubles to erase,
With help to get us through?
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December comes with Christmas love,
With blessings old and new,
With cheerful singing heard above
By Jesus who loves you!
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Rebirth... and thus revival springs, like Winter to defeat,
Expressing hope for more than kings, the leaders and elite,
New golden opportunities, new thinking, new ideas
And blessings that are sure to please, dispelling ingrained fears...
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Some are so wrapped up in Christmas, they forget the perfect gift,
God the Father sent Lord Jesus, so that true love He lived,
Enough to die in shame and loss, enough to suffer all,
Enough to die upon a cross, to grant God's miracle...
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