Denis Martindale


Denis Martindale Poems

601. Start Acting Like Him! 2/17/2012
602. Shakespeare's Peerless Legacy 2/17/2012
603. Stop Reading My Poem! 2/18/2012
604. The Power Of The Poet 2/18/2012
605. The Potty Poet 2/18/2012
606. My Next Poem 2/19/2012
607. Fools' Prophet 2/19/2012
608. Love And Peace For Always! 2/19/2012
609. The Might Of The Messiah! 2/20/2012
610. White Treasures 2/21/2012
611. The Penitent's Pen 2/22/2012
612. Black Satin 2/24/2012
613. God's Handy Hourglass 2/24/2012
614. Count The Cost 2/24/2012
615. It Is Finished! 2/24/2012
616. Roy The Christian 2/24/2012
617. Forest Tracker 2/25/2012
618. Waiting For Mother 2/25/2012
619. Arrogance 2/25/2012
620. Arctic Apparition 2/25/2012
621. The Second Journey 2/25/2012
622. Just Half The Man I Used To Be 2/25/2012
623. The Sacred Sacrifice 3/1/2012
624. Hallmarks Of The Hero 3/3/2012
625. Gayford Gallery 3/3/2012
626. The Belief Of A Thief 3/4/2012
627. More Poems Still To Do 3/6/2012
628. The Great Genius 3/6/2012
629. God's Precious Perfect Plan 3/7/2012
630. Something Wonderful And Beautiful 3/8/2012
631. Banana Nirvana 3/9/2012
632. God's Precshush Sound Of Love 3/9/2012
633. In Life, In Death 3/9/2012
634. The Revelation Of The Rapture 3/10/2012
635. I'D Rather Write 3/11/2012
636. A Poem For Denis 3/12/2012
637. Pussycat Perfect 3/13/2012
638. Poetry Computer 3/13/2012
639. You Cannot Hate Hate Until You Love Love 2/28/2012
640. Near Death Experience 2/28/2012
Best Poem of Denis Martindale

* The Cross Of Christ

The jeering crowd like jackals stood,
To see what must be done.
Though once they thought this man was good,
They didn't see God's Son.
They called Him Rabbi, Teacher, Lord,
Yet now He was Rome's slave.
So all His claims were now ignored,
For who was He to save?
The nails were driven deep inside...
More drops of blood soon fell...
Once lifted, hoisted, crucified,
His life was just like Hell.
Torment and torture lay ahead.
Excruciating pain.
His scourged back stung and bled and bled
As briars bruised His brain.
His mother wept each passing ...

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Temptation

Temptation comes in many forms,
They're mostly human, though...
At first, temptation gently warms,
Then boils to overflow!
As humans, we're weak as water!
What strength can we provide?
When we don't do what we oughta,
Billions of sighs are sighed!
Man's conscience warns and gives us pause...

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