poets wax poetic consuming own mind
in poetic vision burning midnight oil
in spontaneous combustion imagination
which still hunts consumes thought will
not be quiet despite day hard labours
throughout day into darkness gathering
candle lit night poet burns bright flames
in poetic thought illuminating glorious
golden light flickers
in darkness night
as poet wax's poetic
poets wax poetic
consuming own mind
in poetic vision
burning midnight oil
in spontaneous combustion
imagination mined
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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