Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


Children Of Dust - Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

white man make
heap big smoke
but little light
no ancestral fire

white man steal
sacred thunder
make heap big

greed storms
blowing up sacred
swallowed world

white man
eats up earth
while dust
eats everything


choke dust
cover ground
blanket

white man
in earthen
burial cloth

so grass
may grow again
so river
may run again

so fish
may swim again
so buffalo
may swarm again


so great spirit
may seed renew life again
so earth mother
may bear in womb again

so red man
may worship creator again
worship great spirit
creator of heaven and earth


Copyright © Terence George Craddock


Comments about Children Of Dust by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

  • (2/17/2011 11:57:00 AM)


    Michael Pruchnicki, the most infamous poemhunter.com stalker on line. I will take the liberty of quoting your exact words, before replying, due to your previous habit of posting multiple insults, then deleting and running away.

    'Terence, you are prone to laying on the mixed metaphors in heaps and heaps! '

    Really 'heaps and heaps! '. Time to try a few polysyllabic phrases instead of your usual monosyllabic stabs.

    Try a line line 'Craddock’s strength is in his fecund word play, his ingenious and original use of language.' I quote from my blurb, the comment was sincere, a letter of good will was received from the writer. In your case Michael, substitute good will with a small touch of insult and your normal limited list of insults. Perhaps a dictionary might help with a few new words, perhaps it might help 'heaps and heaps! '.
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  • (2/17/2011 10:25:00 AM)


    Terence, you are prone to laying on the mixed metaphors in heaps and heaps! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (7/25/2010 4:44:00 AM)


    the last one summarize everything....the good one...back to basic (Report) Reply

  • (2/15/2010 4:41:00 PM)


    I honestly am speechless, (a hard feat to accomlish.) (that's a good thing :)) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 15, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011


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