Life Wakes Canvas Empty Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Life Wakes Canvas Empty



life wakes empty canvas
hung space screams white coffee
white mist swallows calls

linen textures fibres tug tactile
labyrinths perceptible palpable
consciousness flares intangible

blank spaces beg possibilities
never empty host overt infinity
mirrors melt merge meanings


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

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Douglas Scotney 24 January 2013

I will get to know some of your poems

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