Poets Writers Live In Flood Words Poem by Terence George Craddock

what of poetic words the words
are always with us mind singing
at chance times day night to us

echo even when a written record
is stilled and no longer gift written
poets writers live in flood words

time allowed so little to be written
but soon if possible in quiet reflection
I will write volumes filling no space

lament for that which is not written
never writ shared leaves no trace
beautiful still like the settled ripples

upon water unrippled never was
unseen still waters run deep
unfound to depths within souls


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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