From Scribbler To Scribe! Poem by Denis Martindale

From Scribbler To Scribe!



As soon as I picked up a pen,
I looked at it a while,
Not knowing from that moment then
How this could make me smile...
And yet what wonders pens unfold,
Their life's blood made to flow,
With precious words, worth more than gold,
Across this world to go...
A flood of pondered poetry
That hearts once kept inside
Ran like a river to the sea
Then to the oceans wide...
Thus from my heart came forth the same,
In swirls across each page,
As if a beacon lit by flame,
Or tiger from its cage...
Yet was I born with gifts installed,
Condensed within my form?
Or suddenly to memory called,
As if that were the norm?
Yet this I know, all truths above,
My God was kind to me,
To share a portion of His love
Within my poetry!


Denis Martindale March 2017.


GOD BLESS YOU AS YOU BLESS GOD!
DO SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR HIM...


Find out more by watching Revelation TV,
the Christian channel on UK Sky TV 581
that's part of the 'Church Without Walls'.

From Scribbler To Scribe!
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: god,love,poetry,writing
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