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

In my heart
I hold a love.
That years
may never wash
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In a scene which well
scripted could have been.
Straight out of Indian
inspirational Bollywood.
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a caster of killing stones
thy shalt not in judgment be
moral of spoken message
to every nation race creed
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Love
of my
love...
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There are so many fine ways
to find love to finally win
the trust the heart of so many.
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We dropped the Bomb
though we apologized.
Said we’re sorry
in solid cold cash.
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‘cubism’ picasso
‘cubism’ unique
‘cubism’ genius
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Indomitable will of humanity
to rise from oppression
slavery all odds uncounted
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making
mistakes
is not
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Youth a golden shadow
here but not to stay
like clouds the wind
may chase across the bay
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