Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)


Left 'Tis A Curse Living Too Long - Poem by Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)

A curse of time living too long
unlike the harvest moon to not belong;
to slumber on as an old solitary meander song
to remember lost years past when we were strong;
cobweb shadows time dusted weaved lifelong
'tis late but yet death knell does not dong;

A curse of living too long
another to add to the list;
is all our friends did pass away
some decades past death did slay;
we outlive them all, address book fills
with deleted scratched out names;

none live on to recite remember our deems
of fame long passed lost spring summer days;
we live on to be shadow strangers in places of changes
those we knew buried burned spread to scattered cemeteries;
a footnote a brief adieu eyes step read by echo passes
in forgotten rows of engraved tombstone names.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Topic(s) of this poem: old age


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written in March 2015 on the 21.3.2015.
Inspired by the poem 'Mr. Flood's Party' by Edwin Arlington Robinson.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 20, 2015



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