Denis Martindale Poems

The cheetah looked adorable,
A specimen sublime,
Pristine and like a miracle
And truly in its prime...
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Some artists add a final touch,
Their first sketch of their art,
The one that helped them oh so much
Before they could take part...
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Imagine born some time ago,
To grow, then go to School,
To learn all things you're meant to know
And thinking life's so cool...
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Who is Jesus Christ to me? Why should I serve the Lord?
What proof have I of Calvary? How may I stand assured?
Such questions caused my heart dismay and yet I learnt by faith,
The truth Christ died for me one day, my sad lost soul to save!
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Two men were walking to Heaven,
The first clothed with the full armour of God.
He was truly blessed, like a knight of old,
His armour shining like precious gold.
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Some say that faith can raise the dead,
Yes, even in this age,
When in Christ's Name, some prayers are said,
With death no more a cage...
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The second lived before I start, no poem's on my mind,
Then suddenly I must impart the new thoughts that I find!
With my computer set to go, I'm poised to write again,
With all the wisdom I could know and truths beyond my ken!
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Blessed is the man whose wife is wise,
Whose love for him stays true,
Who smiles at him in ways so nice...
And finds good works to do...
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Sometimes a painting's chosen for
A limited release,
A canvas copy to adore,
A really special piece...
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As it was in days of old,
Man's kingdoms came and went,
The royals counting all their gold,
As if gold was their friend...
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