Denis Martindale Poems

Of all the madness ever known that blighted humankind,
This tragedy must stand alone, of all that come to mind,
For Eve told Adam Satan's lies… such that they both believed,
In hope that each would then be wise.. and yet each was deceived…
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From prophecy to Calvary... Christ's journey was decreed,
From Bethlehem to Bethany... the Lord fulfilled Man's need...
Jerusalem was yet in store... the visitation set,
The time for people to adore... Palm Sunday still and yet...
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THERE'S NO MATCH
FOR BANDERSNATCH!

I made a logo just like that
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You made me fall in love with you, just like a puppy would!
You charmed my heart with words so true and sentiments so good…
You nestled close next to my ears and whispered tenderly,
You treasure chest of smiles and tears, you winsome poetry!
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I've got the TV on each day... and sometimes through the night
And yet, for me, that seems O.K., yes, somehow, that seems right...
I've got no wife I must defend, no children to fight for,
No-one on whom I can depend, just four walls and a door...
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When parents see their daughter grow... with smiles upon her face
And beauty there, for all to know... they think, 'Amazing grace! '
Because her smiles bless those nearby... her smiles none should replace,
For none could beat these should they try... so God bless hers always...
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Towards God's Throne, His saints must face, with faith restored through love,
Towards the Lord's amazing grace, whose answer proves enough...
Yet even if we don't receive... we know that others must...
Because of this, we still believe... and in our Saviour trust!
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How many saw the Saviour die... although Christ was a King?
How many were just standing by... yet would not do a thing?
How many soldiers stood their ground... with swords and shields and spears?
How many heroes stayed around... when challenged by their fears?
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I crept up on it… and I checked it out,
I leapt up on it…. and threw it about,
I gave it one almighty clout…
Grabbed it by its snotty snout…
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I'm thankful I write poetry and write it on the spot,
The winsome words just come to me and help me out a lot…
The rhymes are structured to appear, conformed by syllables,
That's how I've written year by year to write these miracles…
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