Denis Martindale Poems

The leopard cub felt mighty good,
It was a brand new day,
As he surveyed the neighbourhood,
Intent on nought but play...
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Yes, there he was, the livelong day,
Content to peck, peck, peck!
Without complaint, no thought to say,
He'd hurt his poor old neck!
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Towards the wondrous, pale blue sky,
The mountain top to hide,
The snow leopard climbed, way up high,
Upon the mountain side...
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The lofty-looking lioness
Was quite a sight to see,
With feline posture and prowess
She strode with certainty...
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The farmer has his seeds of faith,
His land is ready now
And so he takes what God once gave,
The harvest to endow...
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True poetry is like a rose
That blossoms in each heart,
Or like a twinkling star that glows
When sunshine must depart...
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From Noah to the present day,
A rainbow spans the skies,
Such that a man is prone to pray
For all that God supplies...
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Each surfer seeks the perfect wave,
It's like their Holy Grail,
It's like no need in being brave,
It's like they cannot fail...
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The jungle pool awaited him,
White tiger, tall and lean,
Engulfing him, so sleek and slim,
His black and white to clean...
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A child of Vulcan long ago,
Half-human from the start,
Tormenting feelings yet to know
That could tear him apart...
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