Denis Martindale Poems

The sunlit white wolf paused a while
As part-time predator,
When he looked back, with pale profile,
His coat caused quite a stir...
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The tiger firmly marched his way
Across the swirling stream,
His tail was swishing near the spray
As he looked in a dream...
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The wily wolf was all alone,
Content to be that way
And like a statue made of stone,
He waited for his prey...
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The tiger stared with full intent,
With focus, dead ahead,
With firm resolve not to repent,
Despite the sense of dread...
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The lion and his lioness
Surveyed their great domain,
For such was theirs by great prowess,
Come sunshine or come rain...
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The leopard moved with stealth and guile
As sunset loomed above,
Each step was taking such a while
And waiting was so tough...
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Three meerkats stood on tippy-toes,
Eeeney, Meeney, Miney...
And yet, where's Mo? Nobody knows!
Where could that rascal be?
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Behold the precious rose bouquet,
A circle formed by love
And placed with pride and on display
That mere words aren't enough,
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I first beheld my sweetheart's face
And yet knew not her name,
But still I felt a state of grace,
The warmth of love's pure flame...
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As clear as crystal necklaces
Worn by celebrities
And snowflakes as each passes
Upon a wistful breeze,
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