Denis Martindale Poems

Loneliness starts, I think of her,
Yes, her, just her alone
And inner heartaches then occur,
Because she'll never phone...
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Three prying penguins clustered close,
Their gossip to relay
And almost standing nose-to-nose,
So secrets couldn't stray!
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He's locked on target, fully primed,
A tiger through and through,
With all his instincts honed and timed,
So credit where it's due...
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White tiger, while you roam your realm,
Your body heat must rise,
Until it's bound to overwhelm
And you resort to sighs...
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Intrepid tiger, there you are,
Exploring yonder stream,
Each day you've wandered oh so far,
As if life were a dream...
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One lioness stood out a mile
And thus in stature grows,
As though she had a sense of style,
Possessed a regal pose...
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What can be said of wolves as friends,
As comrades, chums or mates,
As each one on his pal depends
And with him celebrates?
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When I was young, my garden grew
Its rambling roses there,
Thank God, because the whole year through
Sweet perfume I could share...
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Eve, the Mother of Mothers,
Woken from her first sleep,
Thoughts coursing through her brain,
Accepting every sight and sound,
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Trixie the Pixie was crying,
She'd simply had enough!
As her tiny heart was dying
Each time she fell in love!
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