Denis Martindale Poems
|1761.||The Legend Of Running Wolf||10/21/2011|
|1762.||Where Love Glows||10/22/2011|
|1764.||In Deepest Shadow||10/22/2011|
|1766.||All The Time In The World||10/23/2011|
|1770.||Who Would Be A Poet?||10/27/2011|
|1771.||The Billionth Abortion||7/3/2011|
|1777.||The Most Beautiful Poem Of Them All||11/14/2011|
|1779.||A Myriad Of Dreams||11/17/2011|
|1780.||I Used To Be Fat||11/17/2011|
|1784.||My Precious Daughter||11/20/2011|
|1790.||The Lofty Leopard||11/28/2011|
|1792.||The Terrors Of Tomorrow||11/13/2011|
|1794.||The Purpose Of Poetry||12/9/2011|
|1795.||The Day Of Days||1/4/2012|
|1796.||How Could They Dare To Kill The Crowd?||1/5/2012|
|1797.||New Year! New You!||1/5/2012|
|1799.||The Day The Last Poet Died||1/7/2012|
|1800.||Our Lens, Our Friends||1/9/2012|
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* 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.
His scourged back stung and bled and bled
As briars bruised His brain.
His mother wept each passing ...
Quality Time With God!
Quality time with God makes sense... far better on the whole...
It's worth more than your time with friends... who cannot save your soul...
Can they grant power from above? Can they guide every day?
Can they respond with greater love? Or hear you when you pray?
The Lord knows what the future brings... all prophecy is His...
None of your friends advises kings... or grants eternal bliss...
Yet God protects when they're asleep... He fights on your behalf...
He knows each time you pause t