Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light) Poems

she came to me
I gave freely
openly fully
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quality not quantity
wisdom not trivia

take time
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Meltem’s sadly suffering
her pregnant plight.
All my work interrupted
throughout day
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Listen
this awful
silent expectation
is the sound
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I have thought devoted
more than twenty years
to intangible things
solid materialists would devalue.
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Our journey
shall not be measured
by distances
traversed upon celestial sphere.
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A welcome Christmas break.
Half a week off the turps.

Time for wine, whiskey, gin,
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The new the new the new
crowd’s bay
its great its wonderful its fab
crowds say.
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so often
i do not
easily...
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try will reply
to the rest
of your email...
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