Terence George Craddock Poems

when you tire of snakes slithering beside your heals
become a medusa wear in your hair hissing snake fashions
beware snakes that bite seriously impair repeat dates
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the poet wanders through ripe words in the landscape of mind
the poet writes river words upon patient waiting empty pages
the poet thinks thoughts free falling through wind mind clouds
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In Buddhist philosophy theories
all insects even buzzing flies
have the right to life to free fly
observe monks sweep insects
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tell them not to make war the masters of war will not listen
the black rose must grow in bodies minds of dark masters
the black rot must grow in seed bodies minds healthy soldiers
uselessly shot down ripped apart eaten by flesh war demons
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tulips like love
should be more than
spectral bloom fleeting flowers
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it was a winter grey overcast day
I was still new to the train stations city
a foreigner fresh come no turkish
among traffic jams swirling black crowds
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'Snowpowder sprinkled in my hair'
white dusted snowflake memories
so often we come back to mist images
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fools say old
fashioned
values are bad...
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the ghost walker the snow leopard still walks
silent shadows in remore lonely wild serene places
in high mountains in the roof top of the world
the ghost walker the snow leopard silent walks;
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lone wolves
must walk wild places
where the wind whistles
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