Youth Got Mail
Her email was a bitter pill,
She was no more my friend,
I sat there mid a sudden chill
I thought would never end...
Her callous words ripped through my soul,
Like lightning bolts of death,
As if she'd lost all self-control
And so I held my breath...
I waited for a change of mind...
Was that her final dart?
Was there a second chance to find?
Perhaps a change of heart?
Then solemn days turned into weeks
And weeks turned into years,
Such that my heart no longer seeks
A sad return to tears...
So, I moved on, alone, of course,
Regrets to bear like scars
And though true love I'd once endorse,
Remorse makes that a farce...
The other day, I heard God's voice...
He whispered soft and low...
He said, 'My child, she made her choice...
It's time to let her go...'
Of course, I laughed at such advice,
The idea quite absurd,
But God gives time so we think twice
And then obey His word...
'O.K., ' I said, 'I set her free...
I pray You'll bless her still...'
That's when I felt the Lord touch me
To take away that chill...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 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.
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The Maiden Called Maryann
I saw her in a midnight dream,
She read the words I wrote...
She thought my poem quite supreme
And of it soon took note...
She mulled it over in her mind,
Reflecting for a while,
As if to her it was refined,
In rhythm and in style.
A seed was planted in her heart,
A hope to share my verse,
Responding to the poet's art
Before the idea blurs...
For words have powers all their own,
As every prophet knows,
Some warm the heart, some chill the bone,
Some blossom like the rose...
The dream foretold her destiny,
The weeks, the months and years...
The city of adversity
Was home to many tears...
Yet when our tears are wiped away,
God grants us smiles anew...
If we read poems every day,
They help to see us through...
Denis Martindale, copyright, April 2011.
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He Who Surfs Online, Saves Online
HE WHO SURFS ONLINE, SAVES ONLINE
‘Lord, must I use the Internet?
It seems so hard to me! ’
‘Save as many as you can get!
Tell them of Calvary! ’
‘Lord, must I really go online?
There’s danger everywhere! ’
‘So many souls are not yet Mine...
They must be made aware! ’
‘Lord, must I get a website, too,
Maintaining it each week? ’
‘Search for lost souls and I’ll bless you,
Each soul is quite unique...’
‘Lord, must I learn H. T. M. L.
And all that webpage stuff? ’
‘Yes, then you’ll save lost souls from Hell,
So that they learn to love...’
‘Lord, please, find someone else, I pray...
My mind can’t take it in! ’
‘This is your chance... if you obey,
A million souls you’ll win! ’
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2011.
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The Loneliest Man In The World
Almost sixty, just weeks to go,
Yes, less than twenty days
And only God above to know
Of how the future plays...
As time flies by, the hours fade
Like sunshine clear and bright,
Surrendering, yet unafraid,
Like all to sacred night...
The year has almost run its course,
October greets me now
And with its coldness I close doors,
Conserving heat somehow...
It seems my heart is double-glazed
Just like the window panes,
Such that for grace the Lord is praised,
For benefits and gains...
Almost sixty, just weeks then done,
Outliving Mum and Dad
And even then, their younger son,
The brother I once had...
At home, alone for every day,
No other voice is heard,
At home, alone yet here I pray,
Despite what has occurred...
How long I'll live, the Lord must choose
For He holds centre stage,
Till then I'll preach my points of views
As if within this cage...
This house called home where no wife smiles,
This place where no child laughs,
Is where my heart still reconciles
My choices and my paths...
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.
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Chill Pill
Everybody needs to take a chill pill
there's so much love to fill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
let these wounds heal
everybody needs to take a chill pill
Let it be your will
dry all this blood we spill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
find in your heart not to kill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
Think how the world would feel
everybody needs to take a chill pill
think of it as being real
everybody needs to take a chill pill
take your guns and kneel
You won't have to steal
while you watch your tire's peel
everybody needs to take a chill pill
nothing here is that big of a deal
if only it was so surreal
little bird on the windowsill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
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Do You Believe In Angels?
Do you believe in angels, friend?
They all believe in you!
I know it's hard to comprehend,
It's too good to be true!
It's too good that God made each one
To help us day-by-day,
Yet we know life's not always fun,
Ask those who kneel and pray...
Do you believe in angels now?
Like you did as a child...
Or has your faith been crushed somehow
Or have you been beguiled?
Has science talked you out of truth
That once your heart received?
Now you're full grown, no more a youth,
Since then, were you deceived?
Do you believe in angels here?
On this, God's precious Earth...
Has something gripped your heart with fear
To steal away self-worth?
Consider how the seasons change,
The years remain the same...
Why then, today, should it seem strange
That angels know your name?
Do you believe in angels, too?
Their wings a glorious sight!
Enough to warm the likes of you
And bear you up in flight!
From land-to-land and shore-to-shore,
Their legends are renowned...
And blessed are we forevermore
Each time they come around!
Do you believe in angels, friend?
Or do you think them odd?
Read the Bible from end-to-end
And heed the Word of God...
I pray you learn to love the Lord,
His Spirit and His Son...
Holy angels of one accord
Help them to get things done!
So please, please, please! Please, please! Please, please!
Believe, believe, believe!
For when you do, what hope, what peace,
What joy you will receive!
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2012.
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Pray From The Heart
Pray from the heart and God will hear,
He's listening on His Throne,
He harkens to the falling tear,
The sigh, the moan, the groan...
We know He made the Universe
And every living thing,
We know that God can bless or curse,
Yet He's our Lord and King...
Pray from the heart your honest thoughts,
Not fancy words you learned,
But enter in His holy courts
With wisdom that's discerned...
God isn't deaf to our requests
If humbled we would be,
For then He treats us all as guests,
With grace through Calvary...
Pray from the heart for others, too,
Their needs regarded more,
For God already knows of you,
Of that you can be sure...
Is there someone you should forgive?
Some debt you should repay?
Some kindness so that others live?
Someone you turned away?
Pray from the heart, lean on the Lord,
Take heart from all He is,
For then your prayers won't be ignored
Or ever go amiss...
Our faithful Father knows us well,
Praise God, how great Thou art...
Let's rejoice and read the Bible
And then pray from the heart...
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
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Colin Urquhart appeared on the Q and A show
on the 19th of July 2012 and had prepared
his colinurquhart-dot-com article about
prayer to give us Christ's point of view:
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The Backslider
When I was young and God was close
And lived inside my heart,
The promises inside me rose
As I made my new start...
I gave my very life and soul
And put them in His hands,
I vowed to grant Him all control,
To old and new commands...
The years rolled by and Church felt fine
With studies, hymns and such
And most of me still towed the line
Until we two lost touch...
Of course, God hadn't moved away...
He never left my side,
But when temptations came to stay,
I lost God as my guide...
My conscience wasn't crystal clear,
There seemed no black and white,
Just twilight, grey and sometimes fear
That followed day and night...
I was a liar through and through,
My vows strewn here and there
And hard to tell God, 'I love You! '
The times I knelt in prayer...
No time machine can take me back,
I can't undo my sins,
Good conscience now, of course, I lack,
As each new day begins...
But while there's faith and joy and love
On offer every day...
Confessing sins, I look above,
With hope I will obey...
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.
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Sarah's Choice
The unborn child was helpless there,
Within the mother's womb...
And if that mother didn't care,
Then that would be a tomb...
While Sarah mused the pros and cons,
Her lifestyle to maintain,
Her tiny child was held in bonds,
Which destiny to gain?
Would it be life, would it be death,
Would it be chosen right?
Consider Christ from Nazareth
Who shared each baby's plight...
Just one mistake, one selfish act,
One cold catastrophe
And death would be the callous act
Marked for eternity...
So who are we to end new life,
Before that life can start?
It's no excuse because it's rife
To break another heart...
The tragic truth is sinners know
That guilt is everywhere,
It doesn't matter where you go,
You'll find abortion there...
Successful Sarah had a choice,
Another life to give,
The blessing meant for girls and boys
With their own lives to live...
When visions come like dreams so real,
They prophesy God's plans,
Then who are we to stop or steal
Such tiny feet and hands?
Society has lots to say,
Of human rights and more,
But what of those who kneel and pray
As they obey God's Law?
Is their voice silenced or approved?
Did Jesus die for nought?
And what of God? Is His heart moved
By what young Sarah thought?
How long before the tide is turned?
This bloody trail of tears...
How long before this world has learned
The wisdom of the years?
Repentance. Is it just a word?
Well, Scrooge knew what to do...
A gentle heart in him was stirred...
And in young Sarah, too...
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Loves About To Change My Heart
I never needed someone
cos I always led a life of my own
Never waited for the ring of the phone
Never had anyone here
When I got home
But loves about to change my heart
Im waiting for the doorbell to chime
When I always lived one day at a time
I thought that I was getting on fine
Never felt I was alone
til you change your mind
Loves about to change my heart
Could a day be so long
When I always felt secure and so strong
And all the time as I went along
Never thought I would desire
So much to belong
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change my heart, ooh
Never ever thought the sky was so blue
Never ever thought Id feel so new
Always thought Id know what to do
But I guess I wasnt counting on you
What did I know
I always felt so much on control
I thought Id make it all on my own
Never thought I would forget
All I have known
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change, change, change
My heart...
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The Crucifixion
The hour came, the signs were clear, the day of days approached!
Would He be loved, esteemed, held dear, or would He be reproached?
The one He loved just turned away, until He stood alone!
Alone with only words to pray... yet God seemed cold as stone!
The one He loved was nowhere now... the day turned black as night!
Tomorrow what would God allow? His face was ashen white!
'They just don't care, it seems to Me! I'm left here on the shelf!
Nobody cares of what's to be! ' He whispered to Himself.
It didn't matter that He loved and sought the highest path!
Along the way, both shamed and shoved, this made the demons laugh!
He sighed the longest sigh love knew! Most didn't give a damn!
Yet after all life put Him through, He stayed the patient lamb...
A silence swept His very soul, immortal though it was
And yet He gave up all control, ascending to His Cross!
The trial of trials had just begun... His soul felt no reward.
He chose to love till life was done... His broken heart outpoured...
Once nailed by love, all Hell let loose... He knew He wouldn't live!
He suffered every ache and bruise... in love, His life to give!
When Sunday came, the world was changed! The Saviour lived anew!
Now there's no cause to be estranged, God's pardon's bought for you!
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2003.
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The Bible Blueprint
Is there a best time
To do what we can?
That question's sublime,
As God's got a plan...
I'll give you a hint,
Start saying your prayers...
God's Book's our blueprint,
Let's heed what it says...
Where is the hero,
If not held within?
Courage makes fear go,
Love turns us from sin...
Boldness beats coldness
And brightness beats night
And goodness can sure bless
When folks do what's right...
Hold on to the good,
Let the bad depart,
Till you've understood
What honours the heart...
Love is the portion
Of all that remains,
Freeing the spirit from
Shackles and chains...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 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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A Moral Compass
Those without a moral compass
Have lived to know the shame.
Those without the Saviour Jesus
Treat life as if a game...
Lord Jesus taught us how to pray,
Abiding by God's rules
And yet what's going on today
In Colleges and Schools?
A moral compass, day or night,
Obeys God's laws each time...
It serves as both God's salt and light,
Upholds the law not crime.
Society is orderly
Or else it's bound for Hell.
God won't be mocked, as history
Is oh so quick to tell...
A moral compass guides each soul,
If each soul makes that choice,
Yet parents must maintain control,
Protecting girls and boys...
If God our Father wants us blessed,
Then we must do our part.
It's up to us to do our best,
In spirit, mind and heart...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2011.
If we don't all pray for Britain,
the Devil will prey on Britain!
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Adoration
When two white tigers felt such peace
In their own company,
Tranquillity had brought them ease,
So pleasing now to see...
No fighting here, no growls, no scowls,
No sneers that chill the heart,
No argument that quickly fouls,
No hate to keep apart...
For now, as true friends, side-by-side,
There's harmony and more,
Serenity and smiles so wide
That each one knows the score...
A gentleness has come to stay,
Refreshing and sublime,
They seem almost to be at play,
Like children lost in time...
When humans learn to live as one,
Their hearts entwined with love,
What wondrous things will then be done,
As God's grace proves enough...
If two white tigers can enlist
True love beyond compare,
Such adoration must exist
For folks like us to share...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2012.
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Adoration II'.
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The Window Of Opportunity
If God could grant me a window... a window into time,
With all of history then in tow, would that not be sublime?
To know events before they came, before their very hour,
Before nobody heard each name of kings to be in power?
To know each war yet to be fought and learn each reason why
The sons of men must then be taught of warfare and to die?
To sift the sands of time itself, to search for wisdom's dreams,
To discount thoughts of making wealth, in fear of Man's extremes?
To keep on track of what could be, perhaps to thwart its end,
To turn us from catastrophe, then find God as our friend?
To pick one moment from time's path, then pray it not to live,
So we won't write our epitaph and help God to forgive?
If I can't change the final fate of doomsday dead ahead,
This holy gift would be too late and fill my heart with dread!
To know it all, availing nought, my heart would pine away...
With every second deep in thought of Man's last Judgment Day...
But if God said, that I could change, the course of time and space,
With just one prayer to rearrange the things that could take place,
Then I would pray that mighty prayer to Heaven's Lord above,
Demanding everything I dare that He would spare with love...
In faith, to see the Saviour's smile, who grants my wish come true!
To spare us all that final mile... when He makes all things new...
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When Love Dies
What first began with ecstacy continued for a while...
She captured every part of me with each seducing smile...
It's not that she intended this, yet that's how things turned out
And some would say that perfect bliss is what life's all about...
The weeks flew by, yet time stood still each moment we embraced
And I recall the utmost thrill of how her lips would taste...
I held her close, we stood as one, our hearts were beating fast...
So how was I to know our fun just wasn't meant to last?
She didn't call, she didn't write, I saw no reason why...
But then one night, I gained insight and then watched my love die...
And die it did, at first quite slow, for who wants love to end?
Its death struck me a mortal blow... I'm not the same, my friend...
A part of me, with love, died, too... How can I love again?
How can what's left of me pursue true love like trusting men?
So here I am, alone once more, no lips to kiss at all,
Indeed more lonely than before, since memories I recall...
How many years are left to live, if living's quite the word?
A broken heart, what can it give? To love would be absurd...
If I've one chance, then that's enough, perchance to raise the bar!
For broken hearts still yearn to love! That's just the way they are!
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We Will Pray For You!
Sometimes the soul is weak not strong
And prayer is hard to do...
God's saints still pray the whole day long
And we will pray for you...
Sometimes the body needs relief
From aches and pains that grew...
God's saints still pray with firm belief
And we will pray for you...
Sometimes the mind is full of woe
As if it had no clue...
God's saints the demons overthrow
And we will pray for you...
Sometimes Man's riches melt away,
So how can folks get through?
God's saints trust God, yes, come what may
And we will pray for you...
Sometimes true love's a distant thing
And blessings seem so few...
God's saints love Jesus Christ the King
And we will pray for you...
Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012.
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The poem was read out on the
Voice In The Wilderness show,
Revelation TV,29th of June,2012.
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Please Be With Me
Upon my word, what could it be?
Is it love, or is it me
That makes me change so suddenly
From looking out to feeling free
I sit here lying in my bed
Wondering what it was I said
That made me think Id lost my head
When I knew Id lost my heart instead
So wont you please read my signs, be a gypsy
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me
Because you can find my mind, please be with me
Of all the better things Ive heard
Loving you has made the words
And all the rest seem so absurd
When in the end it all comes out, Im sure
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Where Was Love?
The maiden mourned within her heart
Where all our best dreams grow.
She knew life had a missing part,
For love she didn't know.
She'd never met a likely lad,
With twinkles in his eyes...
No wonder that she felt so sad
And pondered full of sighs...
Her life continued day-by-day,
No-one to hold her tight.
No-one with sweet words meant to say,
'You are my one delight! '
And so her sighs turned into tears
That fell on stony ground...
And weeks turned into months then years
And little joy was found...
Of course she prayed, yet God remained
As silent as could be.
And so dismayed, with nothing gained,
She always looked lonely.
But God had heard her precious prayer...
And thought it wonderful.
He searched the Earth for one who'd care,
Someone incredible!
The likely lad was introduced...
Romance lit up his smile!
The maiden stood there quite amused,
Confused and in denial.
God saw them both and smiled above...
As smiles between them passed.
Because she knew her one true love
Was here, right now, at last!
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