Terence George Craddock Poems

love kindness charity insist
it is better to rain blessings
upon people instead of bombs
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after the cyclone

wind blows hours violent
snapping trees like match sticks
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sometimes I wonder about trees
not the diversified species of trees
not the staggering size leaf differentials of trees
not the vast climate environmental ranges of trees
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the noticed must stand out
the noticed will have qualities
that guarantee they are noticed
the more exceptional these qualities
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time drips drops away like water flowing in a water clock
nuclear microseconds split time into minute fractional figures
does wisdom of our ages anchor us set in concrete thoughts?
does wisdom of our ages anchor us drifting in ambiguous waters?
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who is this poet happily distance running
through maze labyrinth landscape of mind
where mind poet thoughts are one...
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in the beginning the poet writes
a scattering of raindrop words
like a sprinkling of dew on a single
dark red rose bathed in moonlight
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when the pen falls silent
when words are writ no more

it is a solemn weeping time
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A few thoughts
defining justice

for born rich justice
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all animals are aware sentient interact
with distance great immensities
within landscape territory they range
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