Choice Poems: A Golden Grain Harvest Gathered In Sunlight Bright Poem by Terence George Craddock

words when there are no words there are but blank spaces
words slow can crawl at snail speed stops with rest pauses
words for a time seasoned poet often do not come slug slow

it is still strange kinda wield felt out funny
feelings inside in thought mind heart body
cannot hide medium day from thoughts funky

thoughts keeping or not kept instant appearing
even wound out whisper word random thought
all touch test poet need do is stop write not talk

express instant inspiration revelation feelings inside
poet past possibly knew not often did not know exists
in moments turns into fit writ poems without fuss or hiss

poet heaven is walking in eureka entrance spelt cast words
not thought hearing yet writing is weird kinda strange absurd
poets seem to be mist mind shape shifting strange creatures

word dominated possessed in scent hunt dogged determination
to grasp a handful of slipping falling sand words write out
a few time cast written words at end of day what can poet say

all is poetry fantasy reality poems replacing empty blank spaces
depending on what poet did sacrificed sacred or not any poem given day
golden grain harvest gathered in sunlight bright or ruin tossed blight


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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