Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)
* Fading - Poem by Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)
I am here my darling love, I am never far from thee
but sad I am this very night, to be so far from thee.
An ache I have deep in my heart, as I miss thee now
that ache gets worse and worse, with every single hour.
The minutes drag the hours drag, oh how the days do drag
if I could I would park my bag, fly away this very hour.
I think my love is angry, that I have been away so long
I think my love is angry, I give nothing, but this lament swan song.
The days they come the days they go, and still I miss my love
she is not here, she will not appear, my heart withers endlessly in despair.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
Poet's Notes about The Poem
On the 9th of March 2015 I found a 1998 diary with a few poems from 2003 in it. As I only had 3 poems from 2003 previously extant, I will add a few of these extra dozen poems online over the next few days. They may not be very good, they will differ from later and contemporary poems, but they are part of lost origins, among the hundreds of poems lost in my moving and travels.
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