Denis Martindale Poems

Men conquer the sky!
Men orbit the Earth above!
Men walk on the Moon!
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Some writers write by day and night,
Unloved, unthanked, unpaid,
That's how they lose their appetite
And then end up dismayed.
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Yes, if at first, you don't succeed,
You're not alone at all,
Yet writers know what thoughts to heed
When each one pays a call.
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When God gave Man the planet Earth,
As Genesis declares,
Man sinned, no longer proving worth,
Despite a billion prayers,
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Ever tried writing on the spot?
You start but then can't write a lot!
You scratch your head impatiently,
Perhaps to seek God's sympathy.
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To those most favoured of us all, the Lord grants favour still,
Through every brand new miracle, according to His will,
Such that the devil quakes in fear regarding holy men
Beloved by God and held most dear, in ways beyond our ken.
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Cups contain all my sweetest drinks,
And yet they stay the same!
Take time as one who sips and thinks,
And every sweet drop claim.
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The most important of the lot is when we take exams,
It's then we study theme or plot, and when each student crams,
To learn the structured styles of verse and rhyming schemes as well,
Perhaps reciting to rehearse as poems cast their spell.
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How can I write for a loved one? Since those I love have died.
With their sweet lives on Earth now done and I felt crucified,
And mourning took my words away, such that I could not speak,
Nor think of words that I should pray when life itself looked bleak.
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When God made Man, His plans were good, with more good things in mind,
If only Man did what he should, in all things wise and kind,
And though Man fell from perfect grace, God still had thoughtful plans,
For planet Earth, the Human Race, and truths Man understands.
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