Waiting For Words Poem by Terence George Craddock

sometimes
if we wait
if we are quite
if we are very quite
if we listen
the words will come
in an instant
in a moment

magical fantastic
a tapestry of rich words
instant weaved sung
these are lure words
these are baited words
flashing in still water

smell taste permeating water
these are words which catch minds
these are words which intrigue minds
these are words which fill minds
with resident fascinating wonder
these are words spinning electric
spun in chrysalis birth breath moments
words stretching spreading first wings

sometimes
words
are tsunami waves
increasing towering thunder waves
run or face surging wave waters
nothing withstands impact


Terence George Craddock (Shadows Of Light)
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