Phenomenal Wonder Woman! Poem by Denis Martindale

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From ages past, I came to be a baby, nothing more,
Yet I have aged progressively, with trophies by the score,
A princess and yet truly brave, though I might fight alone,
With skills that Amazons would crave, with beauty all my own.

The first defence against the foes that even march from Hell,
A noble soul I have been called, by those who know me well,
Yet even I succumb to love and feel its warm embrace,
With happiness more than enough each time true love takes place.

And I have found a worldly man who thrills my heart and soul,
Who does strange things no other can, once justice takes control,
Who stays tight-lipped, defiant still against all-female wiles,
Such that I wonder if he will outlast a thousand smiles.

What gifts for him could I provide to further my campaign,
Worth more than all this love inside, this love that will not wane?
It seems that patience is the key, not flirting with that guy,
That man is my true destiny, that man who makes me sigh.

My smiles can make men sway and swoon, but he remains aloof,
Yet I scheme for my honeymoon if I confess the truth.
He will be mine, one day I know, although his will is strong,
So I must wait for love to grow, all day and all night long.


Denis Martindale. November 2021.