From Waiting To Writing...

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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I close my eyes and wait my turn... the title's on its way... A hidden secret yet to learn, that meets the light of day... And suddenly, the title's here, before one minute's done... As if to make things crystal clear, before the battle's won... And so I start to type once more, tap, tap... tap, tap... tap, tap... To fashion phrases by the score which fall into my lap... Like tiny kittens twirling round, as if to catch their tails... While I press on, without a sound, but for my fingernails... I'm formulating what must be, I'm teasing tiny thoughts, Unravelling their poetry, as one who sorts and sorts... And I'm the final editor, the sovereign lord of all... The king of clauses that occur, till comes that miracle... When editing has played its part, reciting's over now... And what was stored within my heart, is shared with you somehow... For words transcend what came to mind, as if a flowing stream... Instead of water, gold, refined... perchance to share a dream... A mellow feeling borne of love, a game that was well played... A time well spent, more than enough, when wisdom stands portrayed... It's there, within each verse unveiled, when listened to each line... As if a mountain to be scaled, beyond this poem of mine... Denis Martindale July 2019. GOD BLESS YOU AS YOU BLESS GOD! DO SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR HIM... Find out more by watching Revelation TV, the Christian channel on UK Sky TV 581 and Vision TV on Freeview channel 264.

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