Denis Martindale Poems

The cute and cuddly lion cub
Was dazzling black and white!
As if he'd joined the Zebra Club,
Outstanding, what a sight!
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When God made Adam long ago, He fashioned him supreme,
A billion thoughts that he might know his life was not a dream...
Thus no excuses could release that Man that God had made,
If by his sins he lost God's peace and through guilt was dismayed...
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It's no good sitting on the fence,
Complaining life's too hard!
For surely it would make more sense
If you remained on guard! ?
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The unborn child was helpless there,
Within the mother's womb...
And if that mother didn't care,
Then that would be a tomb...
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Joyful as the day is long with smiles that males adore.
Enthusiasm ever strong as if to say, 'Encore! '
Nice and easy, wholesome, too, with brains as well as beauty.
No doubt I'd whisper, 'I love you! ' because you're quite the cutie!
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Four ducks were in the Park one day,
Their colours quite unique,
Like patchwork quilts that flew my way,
When life was looking bleak...
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One of the hardest things to bear
Is when you lose a friend.
Someone you loved who made you care,
And yet all good things end.
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The tiger's own reflection rose
From gentle water crossed,
The tiger saw it way up close,
Yet something had been lost...
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The symmetry of poetry
Brings harmony indeed,
As if its rhymes were meant to be
In order to succeed...
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Sometimes my poems make me wonder!
Perhaps just an interesting tumbling of words,
like all my doubts being poured into a big bucket,
stirring them all with a big stick,
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