Denis Martindale

Denis Martindale Poems

2601. Spider-Man: With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility! 10/23/2003
2602. God Bless You On Your Birthday! 2/5/2004
2603. Arctic Fox 8/23/2013
2604. Snow Leopard 11/9/2009
2605. The Beauty Of My Daughter 4/23/2009
2606. Focus On Friendship, Faith And Love 10/23/2003
2607. The Measure Of Love Sung To From Russia With Love 10/23/2003
2608. Giant Panda! 9/14/2014
2609. The Lion King 5/20/2009
2610. * The Prince Of Prints 1/31/2011
2611. The Little Mermaid 5/22/2012
2612. The Flash! 10/15/2014
2613. The Amazing Spider-Man 7/5/2012
2614. Patience Is A Virtue 4/25/2009
2615. * The Prestige Of The Poppy 11/1/2010
2616. Mary, Mother Of Jesus 10/22/2003
2617. Portrait Of A Prince 7/21/2009
2618. * I Am An Elephant! 11/2/2013
2619. * The Cross Of Christ 5/12/2009

Comments about Denis Martindale

  • Petals Azureblue Petals Azureblue (7/30/2018 2:25:00 PM)

    Denis Martindale's poems have blessed me a lot. He writes on matters of the Spirit and the Most High God sometimes reassuringly and sometimes challenging. His presence on this site is a blessing for souls that seek the Light. Thank you Denis.

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  • Bernard F. Asuncion Bernard F. Asuncion (7/17/2018 3:26:00 AM)

    Denis Martindale is such a great poet with a marvelous pen.... I have written the poem LOVELY EARLINESS for him.....🤓🤓🤓🙏🙏🙏

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 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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