Terence George Craddock Poems

just hung the clothes outside
just started a first morning coffee
just another day early dawning...
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poetry in the breathes we breathe
poetry as mirage world word maps
running poets through poetic paces
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choices made impulses irrefutable; lays poems on pages
or left unwritten unread; stillborn in receptive singular minds
breathing poetic imagination mind; spirit soul forces fusions
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dice cast destinies taken or forsaken
poetry in poet bones stirred shaken
poet whispers rivers mountains displaces
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poetry in the breathes; we breathe
poetry as mirage world; word maps
running poets through; poetic paces
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choices
made impulses
irrefutable lays
poems on pages
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poems never made pages
unwritten unread unborn
will never bless distant ages
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poet visions lost canned
never pen distant hand
mystic verse script made
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immortal cosmic
poetic verse waves
ripple infuse estatic
receptive minds
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breathing poetries imagination forces
mind spirit fusions soul transformations
shed dice cast destinies taken or forsaken
blood tears bless blink third eye awoken
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