Denis Martindale Poems

While there are homes and streets and towns, God sees the great and small,
He sees their smiles, their tears, their frowns, then grants each miracle.
And that's why saints are praying still, the Saviour's love to claim,
According to the Father's will, their prayers to Heaven aim.
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My first Bible cost two-and-six.
And how long ago that was.
My Bible had some coloured pics.
But not one that showed the Cross!
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If you can sing, I'm Blessed! I'm Blessed!
Perhaps it's time to do your best!
Share money from your treasure chest,
So God will smile on you, impressed.
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Why should we restrict ourselves
to the limitations of personal feelings
and how to share these,
as if anybody cares about us as much as we do?
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Getting into the writing zone could be a piece of cake!
Computer on! Now quite alone! No need to take a break!
Just choose the font! Select the size! With bold text coloured black!
The time has come to realise what gets me back on track!
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A boy had lived alone for almost all his life. He had never been hugged or kissed. He stayed in the home he was born in. An android companion was so damaged it could not speak. It provided food from the stores and the boy ate whatever he could get. The boy had never learned to speak correctly and had no vocabulary skills at all. Words were seen upon the walls but he could not understand them or what their meanings were.

One day, the android discovered an extra room and forced open its entrance. The room lights switched on and flickered wildly at first. The automatic hologram display appeared and the android stared in wonder. The boy was led by the hand to watch the hologram. The boy saw the first representation of a human being. Time passed and the male hologram character revealed the family he had and how they communicated with each other. The boy absorbed the information until the time he realised where boys and girls came from. He learned that they grow up and change into adults.
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Is this God's time to start again? When God must shout, "ENOUGH! "?
When God sees Mankind as insane, such that some spurn His love?
When rich men dominate the poor as governments grow worse?
And every person has some flaw when each life bears a curse?
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It's somewhat sad and somewhat strange
To hear some say GOD KNOWS!
And yet through doubts they seldom change
Despite their highs and lows.
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A tiny flower caught my eye upon my nature trail,
A fragile thing that made me sigh because it looked so pale.
It made me think if it would live beyond that afternoon,
Perhaps a drink that I could give would help revive it soon.
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How delicate some flowers are, as fragile as could be,
Just like this one, this sweet blue star, a true delight to see.
The kind that makes you stop and stare and study while you can,
The kind that melts away each care, as if that seemed God's plan.
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