Walking In My Youth Left Spaces Poem by Terence George Craddock

Walking In My Youth Left Spaces

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i got to walk
in my space
a small part
of the mountains
rivers of my home
long time left

dunno where i belong
somewhere in the wild places
i may walk free fly free

somewhere guitars
are playing angels
are singing serene solos


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Original version of the split image 'Mountains Rivers Homeland Backbones Veins', by the poet Terence George Craddock. Written January 2014 on the 5&22.1.2014.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Walker 07 March 2018

It's so good and awakening to walk on your own in wild places near the mountains and rivers. You hint at not belonging anywhere and there is nothing wrong with that, 'fly free'. The poem reminds me of the song 'Walking In Memphis'.

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