The Wry Tingle! Poem by Denis Martindale

The Wry Tingle!



The wry tingle of writing starts
Within each silenced soul
And rushes to our beating hearts,
Perchance to seize control...
To validate a future word,
A wayward passing dream,
Or some sweet tune that's overheard,
Till thought out as a theme...

The wry tingle of writing starts
Like lightnings overhead,
From westward parts to eastward parts,
Though not one word's been said...
But writers harken to the noise,
The fall of latter rain,
Till suddenly they've fixed their choice,
Their legacy to gain...

The wry tingle of writing starts
Like dolphins soaring high,
When every one, the sea departs,
As if to kiss the sky...
Thus writers, too, should celebrate
The miracles to come,
Alas, few writers then create
Joys meant for all not some...

The wry tingle of writing starts
Like grains of sand within
Time's hourglass that stirs the arts
In those who won't give in...
No writer's block withstands the strength
Of words God meant to be,
That's why each comes to me at length,
To share each mystery...

And that's good reason for you, too,
To humbly write each rhyme
And credit then, where credit's due,
If proved to be sublime...
Just reach for paper and for pen,
Let poems be outpoured,
Then God will bless your hearts again,
Through Jesus Christ our Lord...


Denis Martindale, copyright February 2016.

The Wry Tingle!
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: god,jesus,writing
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