no shadows
expect small may spread delight
in circles
hot angles dark shapes denied light
drift perspective
possibilities maturity beams
at midday rift
hour direction full circle radar echoes
seas of ocean
shadow circles soon creep spread beckon;
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