my grandmother called me Old Top
when I was a few years old she claimed
I was an old soul who had walked
this world many times
sometimes she stopped
looked deep into my face
soul seconds paused
looking past present at
Old Top toddler present
that grandmother Alice
did several strange things
including having conversations
with people asleep sometimes
told people a few future facts
in their still too be lived futures
often implausible
yet never wrong;
future time seals
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