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

Don’t look for me by the graveyard stone
that stands forlornly all alone,
Don’t look here for that which remains
among this field of windswept grain.
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I love you far too much
you love me far too little
this is a recipe for disaster
this is a recipe for separation
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Bank nice bank Government Bank
hoarding my American Dollars;
safely behind steal vaulted doors
curious visiting customers, cannot see.
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Requested
this life.

Grasped
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haiku is essence concept Japanese
haiku should be art dramatic written in
calligraphy stylish riches Japanese
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I salute you

post-modern
shards splinters
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there is more than one way
of doing most things
often a little forethought
can resolve problems
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I love thee. I love thee.
I love thee. It cannot be.

Give last dropp
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white man make
heap big smoke
but little light
no ancestral fire
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Dictionary!

My Dictionary!
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