Industrialised Wasteland Mind Grind Poem by Terence George Craddock

Industrialised Wasteland Mind Grind

life seasons
ice drift snow piles
melt kindness

beauty infusing our minds
souls lives conscious unconscious
is source fresh inspirations

momentary redemption in paradise
repetitive grind work is cutting edge
rut lives poverty struggles infested

paradise displaced
beauty cast out may fall
into dark places spaces


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Sunday, February 25, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: places,kindness,poverty,seasons
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Split image from the poem 'Minds Souls Lives Conscious Unconscious Moments', by the poet Terence George Craddock. Written in April 2016 on the 13.4.2016.
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