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").
Elephant!
When I first saw his giant formThe elephant looked down,He touched me with his trunk so warmWhile I stood with a frown...I kept my cool and forced a..
© Denis Martindale
Elephant Heaven
The sun was hot, the breeze was cool,The day had just begun...The elephant must find a poolWhere he could have some fun!So off he went, his trunk..
© Denis Martindale
Elegant Reflections
The tiger's golden stripes stood outUpon his famous frame,Mid dazzling colours all about,Yet none were quite the same...Yet when upon the waters..
© Denis Martindale
Elegance
The cheetah checked the path aheadFor prey and foe alike...Yet all was calm, no need to dread,No need to flee or strike...No conflicts loomed, no..
© Denis Martindale
Eight Syllables That Set The Scene
Eight syllables that set the scene... that's how I start to write...When suddenly they intervene... regardless, day or night...Yet mostly when I'm..
© Denis Martindale
Eight Syllables Are All I Need!
Eight syllables are all I need to fashion something new.For writing prompts help me succeed to write again for you.For you can read and then recite..
© Denis Martindale
Eight Syllables
God's here! It's time! He's back again!The poem's on its way!When writing time calls for my penAs I begin to pray!'I'm ready, Lord! Inspire me,Let..
© Denis Martindale
Education New Normal Style 2020
The children leave their homes once more, the new term to embrace,With brand new lessons to explore, each other now to face,And who knows if they..
© Denis Martindale
Edge Of The Night
The lion lurks as daylight dimsStill draped with golden mane,Subservient now to hunter's whimsFrom which he won't refrain.For hunger grows from deep..
© Denis Martindale
Eaten In Eden
Eve, the Mother of Mothers,Woken from her first sleep,Thoughts coursing through her brain,Accepting every sight and sound,Sensing the presence of her..
© Denis Martindale
Early Learning
The mother and her zebra childWere eating side by side,Amid a cool breeze oh so mildEach met the day with pride...United in their newborn love,With..
© Denis Martindale
Eagle Owl
The eagle owl perched on a tree,The branch beneath its feet,So statuesque, so solemnly,So seldomly to meet...Yet there it stayed, so much at..
© Denis Martindale
Each Time I Think Of Him
When I recall my youthful days,The schools of years gone by,I simply pause for prayers and praise,Then wistfully I sigh...When I recall the Autumns..
© Denis Martindale
Each Star Has Its Story... Each Man His Tale To Tell...
We look towards the sky at night... to see the moon once more...Sometimes it's really shining bright... yet why we know not for...From prophecies, we..
© Denis Martindale
Each Gift Is Building Momentum!
Yes, finally! The plans have passed!The building's been approved!It's time for us to build at last!The soil cleared and moved...The diggers digging..
© Denis Martindale
Each Creates His Own Legacy...
Over fifty years ago, the world of wildlife changed.Maharaja Shri Martand Singh helped to do that.He saw a nine month old tiny white tiger cub,which..
© Denis Martindale
D'you Know June?
D'you know June, who lives nearby? She lives quite close to you!She prays to God, with questions why... the answers you know to...If God told you, to..
© Denis Martindale
Duck!
Of all the creatures that occurredThe duck has his place, tooAnd while he's still a common bird,Share credit where it's due...For on a pond, or..
© Denis Martindale
Duck Waterfowl
I stared upon the wooden frame and at the picture, too,To focus there, my second aim, the colours meant to view.The frame itself was neatly done and..
© Denis Martindale
Driven To Become An Artist!
Imagine there's a baby born,No sign of special grace,No talents shown upon that morn,Just smiles upon his face...Then years roll by, as years must..
© Denis Martindale
Driven To Be A Writer!
When I, at first, found pause to writeAnd then to do that well,Not all my English proved that bright,My tiny tales to tell...But still the stories..
© Denis Martindale
Drinking Session
Behold the mighty elephantsNow standing side-by-side!As if they all were drinking friends,With all mouths opened wide!With loud guffaws and 'One..
© Denis Martindale
Dreamy...
The lioness was near to sleep,Eyelids felt heavy now,It looked quite hard for her to keepHerself awake somehow...She breathed a little deeper..
© Denis Martindale
Dreamy Distractions!
Some dream of school and work and homeAnd folks they're prone to love,Sometimes, no matter where folks roam,Such sights aren't quite enough...They..
© Denis Martindale
Dream's Treat
As I walked in the street,I met a beggar, asking for some money.I gave him a few pounds and went on.As I walked in the street,I met an old man..
© Denis Martindale