Gardens Baited With Traditional Sorrow Trap Temptations Poem by Terence George Craddock
Gardens Baited With Traditional Sorrow Trap Temptations
lost in a garden big enough to hide baited sorrow
lost in a garden caught in season winter tomorrow
caught in a garden solitary trapped in feelings melancholy
paradise perfect tempered with a moment of plucked folly
fruits of our misdeeds may sow paradise lost waste seeds
cast from a warm summer of life to barren wilderness wastes
a garden waxes traditional as a good place for finding
or losing love an eternal life partner compliment blinding
alone in beautified garden in warm morning mist was not lonely
sun shone bright after blessing star wonders gracing velvet night
heavens dawning upon creation bright new is a beautiful sight
a shadow stretching solitary is not lonely when watched over by angels
but a forbidden fruit fermenting in an innocent mouth ill curse tastes
emptiness aloneness was not alone in an empty garden but cast out homey
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Dedicated to the poet Howard Savage.
Written in June 2016 on the 13.6.2016.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/15/2024 7:31:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
alone in beautified garden in warm morning mist was not lonely There are many beautiful lines in this piece but somehow this one seems to really stand out for me. As it is said you can feel so alone in a crowded place. And not lonely when you are alone.