Rivers Of My Mind Poem by Terence George Craddock

as a poet I am like a passion painter
on the edge of a cliff facing landscapes
scenes images signalling amazing perceptions
canvas is blank awaiting first eager words

I face the enormity of my own mindscapes
I begin first tentative or bold brushstrokes
thousands of poems hand brushed image depicted
still I have made but a few scratchings beginnings

a vast sea of images lakes of contrast await
a universe of words laps in rivers of my mind