it is better to write new fresh thoughts
new is where rivers of thoughts in flood runs
streaming spawns before mind sight horizons
seas depth thoughts wait alluring begging cross
continent to continent leap frogging time space
the universe seen in light speed years poets cross
in an instant blinking into new thought destinations
black holes shooting stars vibrations in imaginations
what poet would willingly welcome fall
from space creativity immersion heights
wasting time on book writing selecting
finding included potential poems is exciting
when reading vibrant themes mind expanding
but not writing diversion no writing is trap crap
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem