Denis Martindale


Denis Martindale Poems

921. Winter Refuge 6/7/2013
922. Welcome Storm 6/7/2013
923. Just One More! 7/29/2013
924. Ready To Act! 7/29/2013
925. Write A Poem! 7/29/2013
926. Always Alert 6/6/2013
927. Godyssey 6/4/2013
928. Oh, Come, Now 6/4/2013
929. This Loneliness That Lingers 6/3/2013
930. Inspire Me, O Lord! 8/4/2013
931. Wordpad 8/5/2013
932. Poemhunter Poetry Contest 8/6/2013
933. When I Fall In Love 8/8/2013
934. Brian The Robot 8/15/2013
935. Gifts For The Home! 8/20/2013
936. Young Gun 8/22/2013
937. Hide Away 8/22/2013
938. It's Been A Long Day 8/22/2013
939. The Hallmarks Of Greatness 8/24/2013
940. If Only I Was Perfect! 8/23/2013
941. Watch And Learn! 8/23/2013
942. Rhyme Sublime 8/17/2013
943. In The Long Grass 8/27/2013
944. Superpoet! 8/8/2013
945. The Subliminal Sublime 8/7/2013
946. Poetry And Prophecy 8/6/2013
947. The Greatest Poet Who Ever Lived 8/5/2013
948. I Wandered Lonely In The Crowd 8/4/2013
949. Silent Witness 8/30/2013
950. Just A Gentleman 9/2/2013
951. I Pity Those 9/2/2013
952. Fallen Angel 9/2/2013
953. The Poetry Planet 9/2/2013
954. Two's Company 6/2/2013
955. Acts 29 9/3/2013
956. Staring At The Stairway 9/4/2013
957. Mischievous 5/29/2013
958. The Poetry Guy 5/29/2013
959. The Reasons I Write 9/7/2013
960. * About Revelation Tv 9/13/2013
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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The Perfect Poem!

I wrote it last night while sleeping,
The dream unfolding all!
I penned the poem while weeping,
Repenting like Saint Paul!
Yes, so moved was I while writing
God sent an angel down...
I saw two armies while fighting
To gain some worldly crown!

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