no fret
feelings
confinement
claustrophobia...
initial
moments may
chart topic
choices...
yet true
essence pulls
is soul
current cast...
dice throw
shiver shimmer
into whichever
waiting universe...
claims a seconds thought...
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem