Thrall Whisperings Produce Noble Arts Poem by Terence George Craddock

who knows secret sources
rivers in the noble arts
TD Tony Devescovi understood
wing titanium duck understood

need in passion
swift writing
not multiple themes
myriad styles
line forming poems
not multiple flood heights
in words written

precise precision would
require research reading
heart rendering poems
scores bonfires of words
lit make glorious
flame night fires
spark thousands of poems

make more than a days readings
if read one each day seventeen years
would be needed to read present extant poems
no TD Tony Devescovi understood

understood need
for hectic speed
tracing out just a few
poetic random thoughts
without pause without plan
without theme dominating
words fall fill lines or pages scripts
tracing a moments swift river flood lines

ebb current flutter swirl thought lines
words are poured forth flood lines
no time for pause for stops for reflections
words flow floods mind feelings reason exhausting
mere minutes seconds or hours melt in moments
word tide must flow without pause time stilted savings

flood poems
are force mind nature written
lesser poems visions
take time less energy bidden
masterpieces are rare gems
a poem moment chance written
one moment among a few hundred poems
may suddenly reference time space universe

incorporate lines revealing secrets defining this universe in creation

masterpieces exhausting
sucking out time thought energies
into word perfection creation buzzing
hit delete key with guillitine stroke
poem is complete cast
framed in mind thought
but no patron no loyal reader not

a single soul poems follows
decision is made masterpiece
is deleted in destruction deed
no masterpiece is soul shared

to contemporary to future generations
possible potential readers
poet wallows alone in words
in days toils writings

no one follows words sacrifice written
no one reads follows committed no one ever will
none were found worthy to read masterpieces rare
masterpieces rare are not gifted absorbed back into my eternal flame

infusing poet soul with heights
infused self realization to attain heights none
no one others may never read written
with power urgency death cheating consciousness

yes I had conscious written seed secrets of time space
creation fermented in drift mind entering in astrael planes
entrapped body plane body entombed in earth breathes
perceiving beauty into earth space infusion humanity lives

coding word keys into chance few key phrases reading
why do multitudes blinker their minds to existence possibilities
why do a few write blood contracts sell souls for a few breaths
a few earth years power frame idol worshipped wealth lifesyles

possessions are ties to physicial mutant greed lives
for what eternal sacred soul sold is gone reduced
to flaming ash would have been infinities better choices

souless void vessals ever deneighed light flaming
in earth message phophet eyes destinied to ascend
flesh prisons limitations perfection peace attaining


Copyright © Terence George Craddock