parting curtain
of the past
has curtain call
come down
now thoughts
must departure
turn to uncertain
playing out present
or pull
away into hung
images mirrors
spectral futures
tech revolutions
steam trains
no longer tear
down our tracks
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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