The Rapturous Power Of Love
I first beheld my sweetheart's face
And yet knew not her name,
But still I felt a state of grace,
The warmth of love's pure flame...
A sudden rush, intake of breath,
Because I realised,
That loneliness had died a death,
As I stood there surprised...
For there she was, with golden hair,
With smiling eyes so blue,
To me, the finest of the fair
And perfect through and through...
As if God-fashioned just for me,
A gift supreme, sublime,
My partner for eternity,
Beyond this life and time...
How could I make her comprehend
This miracle within,
This newfound love for this new friend,
If I, her heart, could win?
No precious pearls could quite express
The feelings that I felt,
Nor diamond ring show happiness
As this young heart would melt...
To hold her hand, her fingertips,
To gaze into her eyes,
To press my lips against her lips,
To share my heartfelt sighs,
To watch love blossom like the rose,
To see that love mature,
Such miracles God only knows...
Both now and evermore...
Denis Martindale, copyright, Easter Monday,2012.
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Perfect Gift
There's something precious children know,
Something they'll never lose,
Despite the fact that children grow,
Maturing in their views...
A Teddy Bear's a gracious friend,
A listener all the time,
A silent partner to life's end,
With patience so sublime...
A Teddy Bear won't interrupt,
Condemn or criticise,
No wonder that it's so well loved
With twinkles in its eyes...
As if it knows your little heart
Will blossom like the rose,
As if to choose the better part,
As true love overflows...
A Teddy Bear's so cuddly, too,
So snuggly and so warm,
As if its heart beats just for you,
Within its fragile form...
That's why you cuddle oh so much
And tell it all you can,
To keep it up-to-date and such,
As if it were your fan...
A Teddy Bear's a gentle soul,
So calm and so serene,
Somehow it maintains self-control,
No matter what it's seen...
If you throw tantrums, does it sigh?
It lets you speak your mind...
It waits until time passes by...
Till some new peace you find...
A Teddy Bear's a perfect gift
When Christmas comes along,
Because it gives your heart a lift,
If you let it belong...
Ask children and they'll tell you straight,
They like Winnie the Pooh!
Yet to their gracious friend, they'll state,
Dear Teddy, I love you...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
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Rebecca
She posed for me that precious day
When love was in the air,
Such that I even paused to pray
To make the Lord aware.
She was the one, that special one,
The English rose I'd choose.
With golden hair so sweetly spun,
Red lips I can't refuse...
Those eyes like topaz looked ahead
With hope and joy and peace.
There were no words that could be said
To grant my heart release.
I fell in love with all she was,
Such beauty and such style.
I fell in love with her because
She had a perfect smile...
She posed for me in purple gown,
Her eyes were sparkling blue,
Her scarf still draped, cascading down
Enhanced my point of view.
She stood as if nobility,
So regal and refined.
One moment in infinity
That blessed my heart and mind...
Denis Martindale, copyright December 2010.
The poem is based upon the stunning
Coalport statuette of Rebecca as seen
on the bid tv UK Shopping channel.
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Romeo's Road To Romance
You gently bid me take your hand, as we walk side-by-side,
As if to walk Love's Wonderland, with all God's grace supplied...
Such that by day, such that by night, God's Word will guide us true,
Such that each heart may take delight in words like, 'I love you...'
You sweetly swing your arms in time, as God permits this hour,
He knows how much this feels sublime, as two hearts feel His power...
If I am yours and you are mine, God's blessings still in store,
Then I will prove your Valentine, both now and evermore...
You have the right to test this man and conscience serves us well,
Enough to fit within God's plan, as best as we can tell...
But know this now... as we hold hands... no diamond rings as yet...
If we must part, God understands, but you I won't forget...
You smile and sunshine fills my soul, you laugh and make me sigh,
You make me doubt all self-control, you make me ask God, 'Why? '
You must know how I seek your kiss, you must know how I feel,
You must know how I see all this, it's bliss... because it's real...
So hold my hand and hold the dream and hold fast, come what may,
As if this time were so supreme, we dare not let it stray...
And let no other come between, no other tear apart...
To prove my love that God has seen, I offer you... my heart...
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.
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Rome-Me-Owe
The first time that I saw you smile, I paused to catch my breath.
I lost my senses for a while, no thought of life or death.
I tried to hear the words you said, but nothing filtered through.
I couldn't plan that far ahead at our first rendezvous.
My heart was racing way too fast. I stood there like a fool.
I saw my whole life flashing past while trying to look cool.
The tingling in my fingertips had caught me unaware
And suddenly I kissed your lips and felt you stroke my hair.
What happened next I couldn't say, I'd lost all track of time.
I took you home without delay, as though it were a crime.
Yet now I want you even more - no other girl's enough...
I've found out what my life is for... to simply show you love.
I want to be my very best to make you proud of me,
So that together we'll be blessed throughout eternity.
It's early days and early nights, too soon to understand
Beyond these gentle touch delights, like when I hold your hand.
I know that some are bound to scoff. Who knows how far we'll get?
A wedding dress? That's so far off, but don't dismiss it yet.
Let's see how well we act the part, within this new romance,
Without you calling me sweetheart, so your Mum's making plans!
I'm scared enough for both of us - let's take it nice and slow...
It's not wise now to make a fuss - true love takes time to grow.
I've got no plans to buy a ring or gems or jewels as such.
Although I can't afford a thing, I love you very much!
To me, you're quite incredible! I'd like to buy you lunch...
But can't afford it, beautiful... It's called the Credit Crunch...
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The Girl With Lovely Lips
So sweet of face was she to me, with eyes like sapphire stones!
Her voice a softened harmony, just like an angel owns...
Her song was music to my ears, a Spirit-filled embrace...
And I'll recall, throughout the years, a miracle took place!
In seconds, she had drawn me close - in minutes, I was hers.
How long I stared, God only knows, yet that's how love occurs!
Each chorus made my heart to melt, like sunshine warms the ice...
For deep inside, that's how I felt - because she looked so nice!
Her lips like garnets gently smiled, beneath her cheeks so pink -
Her countenance, so meek, so mild, I didn't want to blink!
To think, I didn't know her name, her age or her address,
Yet knew I'd never be the same or find such happiness!
I'll pray for her! May she be blessed! As blessed as I feel now!
Because, to me, she was the best God's mercy could allow...
If she were mine, my fingertips would reach to hold her hand...
I'd gently kiss her lovely lips and hope she'd understand.
Each lover knows this magic spell may fade away in time...
God bless her heart, for I can tell, she's lovely, sweet, sublime...
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The Gifts That Come From The Heart
Memories so sweet they don't depart,
Because each stays sublime,
It's the gifts that come from the heart
That stand the test of time...
Like that first kiss upon the cheek,
Before lips melt with love,
Such heartfelt gifts must be unique,
What else could prove enough?
Some think gold rings or gems will do,
Or flowers for a while,
While others hold the point of view,
Whatever makes them smile...
Yet heartfelt gifts mean so much more,
For these were meant to please...
They have enchantments to allure,
Somehow they grant you peace...
To think that someone truly cares,
Loves tenderly and free,
Holds nothing back and nothing spares
And shares incredibly...
God-blessed are those who play it smart,
That simply says it all...
With the gifts that come from the heart,
For love is beautiful...
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2011.
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Do You Love Yourself, My Friend?
Well, do you love yourself, my friend?
Do feelings strip you bare?
Sometimes like pains that never end?
Or does life treat you fair?
Does inner peace and love and joy
Continue day by day?
Or do life's nuisances annoy
Like they won't go away?
But, do you love yourself, my friend?
Regardless, good or bad?
Perhaps you're broken, on the mend,
Not wanting to feel sad?
Perhaps God speaks to you, yes, you...
Perhaps He's just a guide...
Perhaps He's just to help you through...
Or does He live inside?
Yet, do you love yourself, my friend?
Are tears your only gift?
Nobody else to comprehend
Or give your heart a lift?
God loved the world, He gave His Son...
Christ died for you and me...
That's how my sinful soul was won...
Through Christ and Calvary...
But will you love yourself, my friend?
Like Christ loves from the heart...
With all the love that God can send,
Then pray, 'How great Thou art! '
God's love is greater than Man's hate,
More constant than this Earth...
So read God's Word and celebrate...
And love for all you're worth!
Denis Martindale, copyright January 2011.
The poem is based on the Revelationtv show,
'Time To Worship' shown today,07/01/2011.
God's Word Teaching from Matthew 19: 19.
Website: www-dot-revelationtv-dot-com
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Definitive Beauty
When I first saw that special girl, I had to say a prayer...
As if she set my heart a-whirl, I wanted God to share...
Of course He knew just how I felt, as if filled to the brim,
As if my very heart would melt, right there in front of Him...
I told Him straight! She's wonderful! I feel I could propose!
She's like a walking miracle! She fills my heart with prose!
Is she the one, the one for me? Or should I walk away?
With God, there's some uncertainty... His silence makes my day...
Just lost in wonder and in thought, like God's not on the phone,
No way to know when God says nought, it's like you're on your own!
She smiled at me and I smiled, too, but smiles can still deceive...
It's hard to tell with I love you, so what could I believe?
But sad to say, it all went wrong, I left without a friend,
The two of us did not belong, my hopes were at an end...
I still recall her gentle face, my dreams of happiness...
My beauty's in another place... while I know loneliness...
Perhaps her beauty's just skin deep, that sometimes not enough
And yet sweet memories I can keep, my fantasies of love...
I hope God leads her to her man, her husband, given time...
If not, I'll always be her fan... Her beauty was sublime!
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First Time Of My Life
The first time I saw you,
I knew it was you.
An angel from above
That'd make a magical love.
The first time our eyes met,
My heart started to melt.
It was a strange feelin' from the start
That I'd ever felt.
The first time I felt your kiss
From your warm sensouos lips,
It was a perfect gift
More than I ever thought.
For the first time of my life,
I became selfish in love.
Every day and night,
I wanted you to be at my sight.
It was the first time of my life,
I felt so complete.
It was our magical moments,
I'd treasure till I die.
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The Queen Mother's Faith: Love Lives On!
My love's not like a red, red rose because a rose can die...
My love lives on, past death it goes and grows not asking why...
It has no need to ask at all the reason it exists...
It simply answers my heart's call, content that it persists.
Think not my death ends love's embrace, for love's eternal, dear...
It overcomes what fools can't face and what all cowards fear.
Death's lost its sting and poison, too! What can it do to me?
In truth, I've seen the Saviour's view who conquered Calvary!
In Him, I hold no fear of death, for it can't crush my soul...
God grants to me eternal breath and blood it can't control!
That's why I'll love you when I'm gone and wait till you join me...
By faith, I've seen the Saviour's Throne, beheld His majesty!
Think not that I'm then lost in space and distanced from your heart,
For I'm still in a state of grace with God's Love to impart...
I'll be with you throughout all time! I'll love you without end!
I'll prove to you that love's sublime - more faithful than a friend!
Believe in me as in the Lord who gave His life to save...
Think not of me as one ignored still dormant in a grave...
I live in Christ, triumphant still! Forgiven all my sins...
I love you now... I always will... I simply serve God's Prince...
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Jessica
I fell in love the other day
And what a day it was!
Across the room I saw her pray
Beneath a golden cross...
When I saw her, I couldn't move,
My heartbeat simply raced...
Then suddenly it seemed to soothe
And felt more gently paced...
It was as if she were the one,
That special one for me...
And just like me, she praised God's Son
Who died at Calvary...
She saw me staring and she smiled,
As if she felt it, too...
How could that be? I was beguiled,
With thoughts like, 'I love you! '
She walked away, I watched her leave
And yet I hardly stirred...
So much in love and hard to breathe...
I couldn't say a word...
I'd found the greatest love I'd known
With memories so sublime...
Yet foolishly, I stood alone,
Transfixed in space and time...
The mystery then gets bigger,
For God won't give me hints.
I learnt her name was Jessica,
I've never found her since...
She must be meant for someone else,
Yet he won't love like me...
I'll pine for her without farewells
For all eternity...
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2011.
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The Fear Of Beauty
It happened just the other day,
A High Street store not far away...
For there she was, so sweet of face,
While I stood staring with a gaze...
There was no doubt within my mind
That she was noble, pure and kind...
And all at once, would I propose
Without a ring, without a rose...
Yet fear consumed my heart within,
As true love stirred, would not give in...
It beckoned me beyond my fear,
For now's the time, while she stands near...
She served a customer at hand,
While I stood in love's wonderland,
With pining, yearning, dreaming dreams,
Already thinking, planning schemes...
Yet while approaching, hopeful still,
My stomach churned and I felt ill...
What words could I relay to her?
My head was spinning, in a whir...
No words were said to that sweet maid,
I left her feeling quite afraid...
I trembled like a tragic fool!
My heart was hot, my head was cool...
I found some peace at home alone...
A better man her love would own...
A richer, stronger, wiser man...
And not like me, who ran and ran...
Denis Martindale, copyright August 2010.
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When The Loneliness Starts
Loneliness starts, I think of her,
Yes, her, just her alone
And inner heartaches then occur,
Because she'll never phone...
Her emails frequent, then so rare,
Then no word came at all...
That was so hard for me to bear,
Morale began to fall...
One day, I woke and realised,
My love for her had died
And no more was she highly prized,
My heart was crucified...
That's no mere rhyme upon the page,
That's meant for poetry,
For that was when I'd reached the stage
Of death on Calvary...
When true love dies and pines no more,
The numbed heart feels no loss,
You see, at last, it knows the score,
Once having known the Cross...
And now my resurrection nears,
New life and love to share...
And that means past love disappears
With my heart's final prayer...
Be gone, old love, that thrilled me so,
Be gone, the lesson's learnt!
Eternal flame of love, please go...
My very soul was burnt!
Perhaps one day I'll smile again,
New love could catch me out...
Just like it's caught out other men
Who see some cute girl pout...
Love's old time-tested tricks deployed,
Flirtatious every one,
Beguiling so we're overjoyed,
Kiss-kiss, let's have some fun...
I'd rather live my life alone,
Than risk my heart and soul...
I'd rather live this life I've known,
At peace, with self-control...
Find someone else! Some innocent,
Some lonely heart that pines,
The sort who thinks love's Heaven sent,
Meant for Saint Valentines...
The sort who strives like I once strove
To prove my love was real...
Love, keep your precious treasure trove,
I need my heart to heal...
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.
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The Little Black Girl
The little black girl had no-one
That she could call her own,
While others wanted something done,
Searched for a foster home...
The days passed by, then weeks, months, years,
The waiting broke her heart...
Her precious eyes were full of tears,
Her soul was torn apart...
Red tape was all that red tape is,
It stopped God's will for her...
No-one to share a goodnight kiss,
No peace that could occur.
That special love that God decreed
Was waiting in the wings...
Yet for this new life to succeed,
It's time to change some things...
The little black girl walked alone,
No-one to hold her hand,
No-one to share the love that's known
By others in this land.
Unless things change, her loneliness
Remains her cross to bear...
Regardless of the happiness
Some sweet hearts yearn to share...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2011.
We can hear the word of the Lord
on Revelation TV on Sky Digital
as well as the WATCH NOW link
on the revelationtv-dot-com website.
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Perfection! Absolute Perfection!
As soon as I laid eyes on her, I couldn't say a word!
The reason for that to occur? Romance within me stirred...
I couldn't move as we stood there, to offer her my hand,
Because my heart was deep in prayer! In Love's sweet wonderland!
'Hello, ' she said, 'Are you OK? Another lost in space! '
But still I stood, no words to say... still gazing on her face.
'Oh, no, it's happening again! You're smitten like the rest!
Hearts and flowers! Romantic men! So easily impressed!
A whiff of perfume and you're gone! Some blonde with silky hair!
Why can't you see it's all a con and that you should beware! ? '
But she was perfect! Without doubt! The best I've ever seen!
The evidence was all about! No wonder I was keen!
I told her straight, 'You're wonderful! The perfect Valentine!
To me, your lips are lovable, as sweet as newmade wine.
To me, your eyes are precious pearls, like sapphires in the sun.
For me, there'll be no other girls... for you're my perfect one.'
She sighed as if she'd heard it all, a thousand times before.
I sighed because I'd heard Love's call and couldn't want for more.
She walked away. She left me there. Still doting on her now...
Until I knew she didn't care... Could never care somehow...
I'll not forget her perfect smile before she spoke to me...
I'll dream of her a long, long while, until Love sets me free...
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Sophie
As precious as a snowflake that's born on Christmas Day,
Or icing on the Christmas cake that makes us shout, 'Hoorah! '
As gracious as a waterfall and rainbows up above,
Is she to me, the girl I call the sweetheart that I love...
As noble as a poet's prayer that took him years to write,
As global as the world we share each morning, day and night!
As wondrous as a shooting star, with smiles that light the room,
As gentle as a strummed guitar or like a rose in bloom...
As cherished as the angel's wings that help him fly to Earth,
As lovely as the diva sings each time for all she's worth!
As perfect as the cutest face this world would ever see,
Is she to me, in time and space and all eternity!
I'd gladly wish two hearts to beat with love for her alone...
For she could make each heart complete, if she my love would own...
My every wish embraces her, the apple of my eye...
For she to me, is like a purr, a whisper and a sigh...
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2011.
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Katie
As precious as a snowflake that's born on Christmas Day,
Or icing on the Christmas cake that makes us shout, 'Hoorah! '
As gracious as a waterfall and rainbows up above,
Is she to me, the girl I call the sweetheart that I love...
As noble as a poet's prayer that took him years to write,
As global as the world we share each morning, day and night!
As wondrous as a shooting star, with smiles that light the room,
As gentle as a strummed guitar or like a rose in bloom...
As cherished as the angel's wings that help him fly to Earth,
As lovely as the diva sings each time for all she's worth!
As perfect as the cutest face this world would ever see,
Is she to me, in time and space and all eternity!
I'd gladly wish two hearts to beat with love for her alone...
For she could make each heart complete, if she my love would own...
My every wish embraces her, the apple of my eye...
For she to me, is like a purr, a whisper and a sigh...
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2011.
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Supergirl, Remember Me?
The first time we met, she stood before me,
She spoke just as I was looking,
Not knowing her before that time.
She was suddenly so close to me,
There and merely a few feet from me,
Her face deserving more fascination,
As my mind took in her every word.
I hadn't heard the first words at all,
My eyes taking in her super beauty...
The twisting curling waterfalls,
Her precious cascading golden hair...
Her blue eyes looking straight at me,
As if I held some importance to her...
Her sweet lips moved quite quickly,
Her words bombarded my ears,
Suddenly my mind understood...
And I asked her, 'Please start over...'
She looked confused at that request,
But I explained how she affected me,
She smiled at my honest compliment,
Yet she needed some information...
How strange that my answer was so easy,
I could have told her in seconds,
But then she'd say farewell and be gone,
Thus not fitting love's purpose...
I asked if I told her, would I see her again?
Would she soon return to talk once more?
Or would she never return, leaving me,
Forever like this, being affected by her...
'Tell me what I need to know...' she said,
'I will return to you soon, right here...
We can talk! ' she promised, with a smile,
A smile that took my breath away...
In seconds, being told, she left me, lonely...
I waited there as the hours passed...
Returning each day with a rose bouquet
Of red, yellow and blue roses for her.
Days passed, then I saw her flying overhead.
'Supergirl, remember me? ' I shouted to her...
In a heartbeat, she stood beside me...
She kissed my lips, said, 'TOMORROW! '
Then she and the roses were gone...
Today has come... her promise kept...
She kissed me again, lifting me high...
Then clear across the pure blue sky...
Landing together, some private place...
Walking hand-in-hand upon that beach,
With me thinking it but a dream,
Yet too beautiful for a dream to be,
Because that's how it felt to me...
Love all consuming, engulfing,
Surrounding, swirling, revolving,
Involving every heightened sense,
Controlling every heartfelt hope...
I wondered if she felt that way
Upon this brilliant sunshine day,
That Supergirl could like me, too,
Maybe someday say, 'I love you! '
Undeserving of this Supergirl,
Yet somehow love returned...
What luck is this in all the world,
This joy I haven't earned?
She speaks of Krypton far away,
A distant world so grand...
Yet there she stands upon my left,
As we walk hand-in-hand...
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Somehow, Some Day, Some Time
Each time I look upon her face,
I still see something new...
Another wisdom to embrace,
Another point of view...
Her eyes still twinkle now and then
To take my breath away,
Yet when I try to speak again,
I can't think what to say.
I blurt things out quite suddenly,
The silences to break...
That's when she really stares at me,
As if there's some mistake.
I didn't ask to be this shy,
So awkward when she's near...
What magic potion can I buy
To finish off this fear?
Perhaps she's not that special one,
Or is that some excuse?
Another lie that's newly spun,
Like those who sing the blues?
And yet I feel there's something more
If I just played it cool...
And yet it's hard to know the score,
When love makes you a fool.
Each time I look into her eyes,
My heart begins to sigh...
As if she were the perfect prize,
And losing her, I'd die...
If that's not love, I'll let her go.
I'll crucify my heart
And let my feelings overflow...
And watch them all depart...
If that's not love, let courtship end,
Let all my hopes subside,
No more to call her my best friend
Or hope she'll be my bride...
But if it's love, forever true,
Exquisite and sublime...
God help me tell her, 'I LOVE YOU! '
Somehow, some day, some time...
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Brother Sun and Sister Moon
When light was fashioned here and there
Before the Cosmic dust,
God saw it was beyond compare
And worthy of His trust,
That's why He gave Man eyes to see,
Observing all he could,
From what there was and was to be,
Then choosing what was good.
The sun and moon shone day and night
While Adam looked above,
Then Adam sensed something not right,
He had no-one to love...
The lights of day and night combined
In perfect harmony,
But he had no-one he could find
To keep him company...
'Why is this so? ' he asked the Lord,
Who'd saved the best till last...
'Fear not, your plight won't be ignored,
Your loneliness is past.
You had to sense it in your heart,
To learn just how that felt...
To know there was a missing part
That caused your joy to melt...'
Then Adam slept, one rib to lose,
The Lord new life to make...
The woman Adam was to choose
To take away the ache...
When Adam woke, his eyes were glad,
For beauty was at hand
And gone all thoughts of feeling sad,
When told what God had planned...
That's why the sun and moon are friends,
For they portrayed the truth,
Upon each other, each depends
And that's a solemn truth...
They comfort every seeing eye
With newfound happiness...
Brother and sister in the sky,
Shine on, the world to bless...
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