Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


An Old Peoples’ Home - Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

also known as 'the last stop'
a cutting ill mannered remark
implying death as next final hop
wit of rude ill informed nark

i shall not to such a home
be hurled therein twirled
my true aspired to home
be called heaven pearled

my life sought true home defined
is not was never a hopeless part
of this material delusional world
materialism never bound my heart


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 13, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011


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