it had been a long day delayed
I was throughout the day late
I came to the table of writing
in late afternoon fading light
to the table of writing even
so tired I was I did not write
for awhile but a little tidying
up earlier thoughts finishing
a few split images
on variations
past time thoughts
before finally settling
into the night in time
to do a little writing
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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