revisiting the past after the midnight hour
through Facebook posts poems past posted
or after waking in the morning these have
become part of my morning early wake up...
call before writing sometimes discovering
post poems accidently deleted not saved
expectations never knowing what to expect
then a few posts many posts or rare no posts...
early time out zone spaces what to expect
sometimes no time to check or late night
checked a read diary conversation of sorts...
with a past poetic mind with little free time
waiting wondering if one day there might
be time to write a few fine crafted poems...
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