Legendary Sirens Luring Sailors Onto Rocks
legendary
stories of sirens
luring sailors
to their deaths
on piercing rocks
consuming
their flesh brains
ancient adhellas
preying on men's
adventurous lives
plying
dark compelling spells
alluring enchanting arts
apparently sly prostitutes
in red light Jakarta's
inviting
fresh flesh markets
hospitality hostesses
hide trade secrets
hooking customers
enticing
hidden golden charms
implanted gold inserts
embedded golden flecks
beneath skin in their faces
witching
spells golden lures
of confidence flashes
plays customer's pockets
as prizes crash upon lusts
rising
juicy stormy passions
testosterone mounting beasts
sensory emotive floods
time locked before reason returns
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Written in September 2010 and April 2012 on the 17.9.2010&16.4.2012.
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Tears Shed Still Flood The Earth
men were described as beasts
before an apocalyptic flood and after
before legendary Biblical flood and after
men no longer strut across landscape like giants
men crush landscape all obstacles into dust particles
men raise up great monuments giant skyscrapers into skies
men dominate landscapes all available resources earth sea skies
but tears still ever flood the earth shed by staring millions
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Written in September 2010 and April 2012 on the 17.9.2010&16.4.2012.
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Tune In
pulse transmit send
time radio waves
era age capsules
space signal bound
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Written in September 2010 on the 23.9.2010.
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The Poet Junkie
I am the poet junkie
writing my fix
anytime of everyday
each sacrifice day
throughout daylight
throughout night
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Written in September 2010 on the 17.9.2010.
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apj Indonesias Police Perks
torturing suspects
'the norm' in Indonesia
routine police perks
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Source: Associated Press, Jakarta | Fri,12/31/2010 12: 24 PM | Headlines
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apj Indonesian Confession Technique
routine law enforcement
torture suspects convicts
extract corrupt confessions
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Source: Associated Press, Jakarta | Fri,12/31/2010 12: 24 PM | Headlines
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apj Indonesian National Police Spokesman Col. Boy Rafli Amar
police intimidation beatings raping suspects
few terrorized victims lodge complaints
Boy Rafli Amar to make changes if necessary
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Source: Associated Press, Jakarta | Fri,12/31/2010 12: 24 PM | Headlines
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apj Jakarta-Based Legal Aid Foundation Report
Restaria Hutabarat said the group's report
found police beatings intimidation rape
are commonplace considered routine norm
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Source: Associated Press, Jakarta | Fri,12/31/2010 12: 24 PM | Headlines
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Unearth Rough Diamond
Sight rough diamond
still dirt embedded
in clinging dust debris
of parent prison earth.
Chance salient rays
of probe light shining
show carrot promise
lying locked therein.
When prominent washed
diamond is grasped held
in affirmed gem revealing
white introspective light.
But rough diamond
while fate unearthed
was never cut hidden
missing morning light.
Predetermined
a jeweled
alluring
counterpoise.
Set off twist filigree golden
as amulet eye orb disc light
commanding introspection
a sphere of enlightenment.
Diamond in the rough
awaits future incarnations.
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Siren Singing
You would not
let me write.
You do not
support it.
You do not
understand it.
You would steal
time with moods
childish tantrums
endless cups of coffee
cigarettes smoked
like obsolete
steam train.
You would
be my chain and ball
I Prometheus Bound
heart eaten out
day and night
by craven
of cowling despair
siren singing
plied pity song
to founder
lost souls
upon destruction rocks
counting skeletons
former adventurers.
Who journeyed
upon odyssey
culminating
upon these fed
isle wreck shores
rib caged despair
broken dreams?
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in February 2010 on the 16.2.2010.
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Always Marry An April Girl
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you.
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What Is This Love?
What Is This Love?
What can it mean?
Every time I meet her
I take her by the hand.
In my arms in my thoughts
I hold her, comfort her,
a million times a day.
The words ‘I love you’ are words
that to her I repeatedly must say.
When I am with her I am swallowed
within the haunting, sea green depths,
of her bewitching heart devouring eyes.
My heart my soul within me, my God
above me, tell me our lives, eternally are tied.
The sun shinning upon her golden hair,
the wind softly caressing, the features of her face;
the loving touch of her gentle fingers,
the feel of her lips, her skin, all cause my heart to race.
My soul soars exalted, far above enraptured me,
I dream yet breathe, the surging river of her love;
With her breath, her unspoken words, she guides me,
time mystical electrical, I breathe yet breathe not, the opium of her love.
My heart is sealed like a scented letter
with the magic of a blood red melted wax;
within sacred words are nobly scripted
with my inherent honour code, I attest to every martyred fact;
within my heart, without you, I cannot lie,
I but die, the cruel death of abandonment, a million gutted times a day.
One day carved in stone, upon my tombstone;
these words in gold leaf; you could truly say.
To Louise with love.
Like countless lifetimes
spent I looking for thee.
Coming to you was like
climbing. To the sun.
Your soul has walked with me,
in the best, in all my ways.
Alone I was lost.... (22-37) 1
And of all women
I do confess
Of them all
I love... thee best. (45-48) 2
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1 Quoted from “In Search Of Starlit love” by Terence George Craddock, written in October 1987.
2 Quoted from “Look Across Time” by Terence George Craddock, written in September 1983 and September 1984.
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Ancient Egyptian Women Bathe In River Nile
The River Nile, the sphinx, the pyramids,
ask questions of us all, as do the bodies,
skin tones, sweet sweat, female Egyptians.
Ra and Nile melt golden skin colours,
into fresh taste of sacred Nile waters,
pyramids watch longing as Nile floods.
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Changes Scare Flesh Mind
changes scare flesh mind
of those I knew as children
some choke on bitter pill ripe age
rebelling at this betrayal flesh
fighting plastic preservation
grace is mine in peace mind
storms of youth thought golden
satisfaction reigns life source pages
soul wealth wisdom works flesh
exaltation perceives salvation
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The Golden Face Of A Youthful Egyptian President
I have seen youthful golden face
of a new virile youthful Egyptian
President rising like radiant rays
of rising sun amid decades dark
deceit oppression sown cruel deeds
justification was evil choking cloak
Emergency laws masked Mubarak
dictator deeds Mubarak ranked fifteen
on Stinking Dictators List of Shame
profile official description data states
'15. HOSNI MUBARAK of Egypt:
A senile and paranoid autocrat whose
sole preoccupation is self-perpetuation
in office, Mubarak is suspicious of even
his own shadow. He keeps a 30-year-old
emergency law in place to squelch any
opposition activity and has groomed his
son, Gamal, to succeed him. (No wonder
only 23 per cent of Egyptians bothered
to vote in the 2005 presidential election.)
Years in power: ' 30! Out Out Vile Ruler!
I have seen youthful golden face
of a new virile beautiful Egyptian
President rising like radiant rays
of rising sun amid a golden halo
a young man with a heart tears of
purity will water Egypt like Nile
a young man with a heart tears of
sorrow pain fall for your suffering
Oh Egypt dictators curse is broken
no more will Jackal God Mubarak
steal state treasure gnaw Egypt like a bone
Mubarak blood taints Egypt no more.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Source for dictator ranking: “The List Of Stinking Dictators The World Over” by Nkwazi Mhango. June 30,2010 by asabagna.
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Man and God
Men die; dogs die; flies die; germs die.
They die but duration varies.
News dies, songs die and fashions die.
They die but at different spells.
God makes creatures and their deaths.
God is not sorry for such deaths.
Man made creations and not for their deaths.
Man is nervous for such deaths.
07.06.2010
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British Conservative Government Provokes Punters
British conservative government rises to power
on band wagon promise to abolish university fees
now with stiff upper lip their punters are stiffed
betrayal is rabid 300 percent rise in university fees
a policy like giving new home owners a free front door
then smiling innocently as you steal their castle houses
bring down clowns as fraud squad removes government
real clowns are dedicated professionals aiming to please
putting in hundreds of hours of dedication to get act right
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Written in November 2010 on the 11.11.2010.
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Unearth
See a rough diamond
still embedded
in debris parent earth.
Chance rays of light
shining show promise
lying locked therein.
When washed diamond
is held in affirmed
revealing white sunlight.
But rough diamond
while unearthed
was never cut hidden
from morning light
for a jeweled
alluring counterpoise.
View as talisman amulet
orb commanding status
sphere of enlightenment.
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Superior Psychology Taught In Ancient Greece
view arrogance
of 19th 20th century
new psychology
psychologists
thinking themselves
inventers of wheels
clever Ancient Greeks
knew better how to treat
an ill audience in mass
enthrall with moral enemas
enigma in dramatic insight
morality in staged lessons
acts through drama comedy tragedy
plays staged to heal amoral social ills
of Greek then contemporary society
acts as a celebrated community event
no individual shrink ego unfavourable
no dread social attached connotations
in free city state attend citizens
poor enter free are community paid for
all receive social entertainment
enlightenment received together for stability
of an entire Athenian city populace community
for yearly harmony of city state prosperity
an educated city state populace harmony
through 2 festival seasonal performances yearly
3 comedy 1 tragic plays each festival day
superior social psychology
in classical Greek cities taught
Dionysia and Lenaea festivals
late spring beginning winter festivals
business stopped freed are prisoners
in order to fully celebrate participate
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Written in September 2010 on the 17.9.2010.
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Golden Autumn Day
Well I heard the bells ringing, I was thinking about winning
In this God forsaken place
When my confidence was well, then I tripped and I felt
Right flat on my face
Now Im standing erect, and I feel like coming back
And the sun is shining gold
Put a smile on my face, get back in the human race
And get on with the show
And Im taking in the indian summer
And Im soaking it up in my mind
And Im pretending that its paradise
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
In the wee midnight hour I was parking my car
In this dimly lit town,
I was attacked by two thugs, who took me for a mug
And shoved me down on the ground
And they pulled out a knife, and I fought my way up
As they scarpered from the scene
Well this is no new york street, and theres no bobby on the beat
And things aint just what they seem
And Im taking in the indian summer
And Im soaking it up in my mind
And Im pretending that its paradise
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
Who would think this could happen in a city like this
Among blakes green and pleasant hills,
And we must remember as we go through september
Among these dark satanic mills
If theres such a thing as justice I could take them out and flog them
In the nearest green field
And it might be a lesson to the bleeders of the system
In this whole society
And Im taking in the indian summer
And Im soaking it up in my mind
And Im pretending like its paradise
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day, golden autumn day ...
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Poet Honours Poet Across Cultures
the wheel turns
full circle
turning turning
‘Terence George Craddock
With Honour On My Page’
is the poem ‘Ancient Egyptian
Women Bathe In River Nile’
which was inspired by the poem
‘The Story of River Nile
with Egyptian Women’
by Hosney Soliman.
Poet honours poet all with ears
to listen, hear our mind song,
flowing from the River Nile;
the sphinx, the pyramids,
melting in golden skin colours,
as rebirth awakening Nile floods
washing over our listening souls,
through skies eyes
of freedom worship.
We hounour our love
of freedom liberty beauty
which God wrote into all souls.
God bless Hosney, let us
continue to sing
freedom songs
together in light.
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