Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Name A Star!

Please name a star for her alone,The girl you think divine,The girl you always want to phone,Your hoped-for Valentine...The girl you hesitate to..

© Denis Martindale

Mysterious!

The cheetah strangely felt awareThat something strange was up,Yet gone the days he felt despair,Long since he was a cub...For as an adult..

© Denis Martindale

My Wedding Vows...

Although I know no sweeter faceThat I might gaze upon,I call this love for you God's grace,Like sunshine that has shone.Although I know we must grow..

© Denis Martindale

My Turn Next!

Two tiger cubs had ventured forth,Exploring just for fun,This time, went heading to the north,Beneath the mighty sun...They came across a tree trunk..

© Denis Martindale

My Utmost For His Highest!

And should it be, of all Mankind, that God speaks to my heartAnd daily whispers to remind that I must do my part?To offer up a sacrifice, fulfill..

© Denis Martindale

My Poetry Is Good!

My poetry is good, in fact,It's really, really goodAnd I don't care how folks reactIf that's not understood...I aim to write with style and tact,Like..

© Denis Martindale

My Precious Daughter

Have you met my precious daughter?She's sometimes quite a hoot!And although sometimes I've caught her,Though naughty, she's so cute!While I've done..

© Denis Martindale

My Next Poem

My day began, so up I got, with no plans what to do.All tidied up, a brewed a pot, with cereal to chew...I walked to the conservatory, sat down with..

© Denis Martindale

My Naughty Little Poem!

Have you read my naughty poem?Of course not here it is!Ive written it as if a whimExcited full of bliss...Its just the way I choose to beAll fired up..

© Denis Martindale

My Mother

Mention my Mum and I recallYears of wondrous blessing,Mine seemed to be my one-and-all,Of course, quite impressing…Thrifty yet thoughtful in her..

© Denis Martindale

My Medieval Maiden

Her soul is filled up to the brimWith sadness, so bereft,Quite deep in thoughts that are of him,As God's Crusaders left...Oblivious to all events,She..

© Denis Martindale

My Love's Kiss: The Perfect Selfish Gift!

Yes, some would wish for feasts galore, to celebrate in style!Yet, as for me, hooked by 'Amour! ', I sigh to see her smile!Yes, some would wish to..

© Denis Martindale

Mountain Splendour, Too

Snow leopards see the snow all day!It's here, there, everywhere!It hardly ever goes away!It's white beyond compare!It's dazzling, white, it's total..

© Denis Martindale

Mountain Sentinel

Upon a cold and humdrum day,Snow leopards sit alone,As if to pause, to rest, to stayUpon their mountain throne...And so this creature let life..

© Denis Martindale

Mountain Myth

Snow leopards once were thought as myths, ghostly apparitions,Upon the mountains and on cliffs, mostly superstitions.Then photographs so quickly..

© Denis Martindale

Mountain Retreat

Snow leopards roam the mountains tallAnd roam the mountains wide,Aware of when God's sun must fall,As if it, too, must hide...For nights can bear the..

© Denis Martindale

Mountain Majesty

Snow leopard's fur, you blend so well,You match that yonder rock,I had to stare enough to tellAnd then got quite a shock...Snow leopard, look at you..

© Denis Martindale

Mountain Splendour

Whatever creatures climb up highWith strong thoughts to explore,There's nothing left except the skyAnd chances to see more.The landscape beckons he..

© Denis Martindale

Motivation To Write Again!

Motivation to write again! Yes, lay it on me, Lord!Like when first writing way back when and feeling so assured.With wonder and amazing grace and..

© Denis Martindale

Mother's Pride

The lion cubs were all laid lowWith heavy heads as proof,Their golden coats were all aglow,Yet now not one could move...For there they were, as most..

© Denis Martindale

Mother's Favourite, Too

The lioness had cubs her own,She watched them one by one,She knew when these were fully grown,They'd walk tall in the sun...Replacing adults in their..

© Denis Martindale

Mother's Favourite

Of all her cubs, this one was best,The lioness believed,When by this one was so impressed,Asked what could be achieved...For now, a playful scamp, no..

© Denis Martindale

Morning Glory

Before the sunshine starts to boil,The creatures greet the day.Though sunshine makes night eyes recoil,Their sleep must melt away...A new day dawns..

© Denis Martindale

Morning Graze

When zebras start their morning graze,They huddle cautiously,There's no point being in a dazeWithout the wits to see...Who knows what lurks just out..

© Denis Martindale

Morning Patrol

The leopard gamely woke from sleepTo greet the sun again,He had a vigil he must keepAnd couldn't rest till then...Survival first, survey the..

© Denis Martindale