Something Poetic... Poem by Denis Martindale

God put something poetic in me...
One day it wasn't there...
The next day it was...
Words cascading from pen to paper,
While I viewed the written thoughts.
Days passed by and another poem came...
Completely different and yet it had rhythm and style...
It certainly made me smile...

A few weeks later and I had changed...
A more reflective soul was growing inside me.
It was like a flower opening to the sunshine...
I didn't need to study the stars to delight in them,
I didn't need to go diving to find pearls...
I had something better, sweeter and more lovely...
I had words and millions of them, so it seemed...
No wonder I wrote something poetic now and then...

I whispered to God's most cherished words,
Calling them into being once more...
"Come to me, come to me...
I am not your master, I am your friend..."
And so they came, like gentle little robins...
Like the little robin I saw the other day...
It landed as I tidied up the garden leaves and vines,
Silently and peacefully upon the wall beside me...

I said, "Hello, there..." as I kept myself so still...
The robin accepted me as I accepted it.
I knew the peace it had was real and beautiful...
And by showing that to me, I felt at peace...
I smiled as it turned and flew away...
Despite the chill of Winter, it had survived,
Perhaps just to visit me and to hear me say,
"Hello, there..."

Yes, God put something poetic in me...
Something wonderful...


Denis Martindale February 2019.