once upon a time I wrote
a poem about blindness won first...
prize a large panda poster
at primary school
later again at high school...
a few words scattered
visited a few more poems written
a few poems one really good none kept...
a few years later serious stalking
poetry stalked night
after night word by word...
refused to leave let
me sleep
poetry in insomnia...
forced awake
writing a few first lines...
before poetry finally allowing
sleep forced first poems poetry was...
staking out its territory marking
out future claim unknown to me
poetry had indelibly pegged me left...
its mark poetry had claimed me
staked a claim claimed my life; poetry would let me go busy
too busy working for weeks months a few years but hunter poetry...
was never going to leave poetry; had a poet on a long lease
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