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?
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Written in February 2010 on the 16.2.2010.
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Tune In
pulse transmit send
time radio waves
era age capsules
space signal bound
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in September 2010 on the 23.9.2010.
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Counting Skeletons
counting skeletons
broken dreams
upon destruction rocks
lost dead souls
died in revolutions wars
lost grand causes
festering generations
decline in dissent protests battles
paid for in blood baths
wasted lives
rotten corpses
dead heroes
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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
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in September 2010 on the 17.9.2010.
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But Don't Despair
Despair, if you must –
But how's it going to pull you through?
Despair, when you trust
Naught since then there's naught to do.
Despair, should you thrust
Aside your pride, your self-esteem.
And so despair, if it's dust,
The only substance that you deem.
Despair, when a gust
Of slightly breeze can break your stance.
And do despair, when lust
Is your interpretation of romance.
But don't despair, if you can care
About the plight of any other being.
And you can focus on the help,
Support, and altruistic further actions
For the seeing. Be believing,
As despair will start receding
All around – simply since you found
A way to steer you clear
From this: the very cause of your despair!
So give to others; give them all a helping lift:
Despair, you'll find will disappear –
And that has got to be a well-deserved
And saintly gift!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Rain of despair
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despair despair despair despair despair despair despair
despair despair despair despair despair despair despair
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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
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in November 2010 on the 11.11.2010.
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The Truth Written Within Us
If God is truly within us as God claims?
Then truth written in our soul there retains?
The answer to life questions in our souls we may seek.
Deep within God wrote words of wisdom truth that speak.
How can we accept knowledge of what can be found there?
God gave our conscience to discern truth do not despair.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Inspired by the poem ‘Quatrain #72 - Where do you look, dear friend....... ‘’ by George Krokos.
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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
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in September 2010 and April 2012 on the 17.9.2010&16.4.2012.
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apj Indonesias Police Perks
torturing suspects
'the norm' in Indonesia
routine police perks
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Source: Associated Press, Jakarta | Fri,12/31/2010 12: 24 PM | Headlines
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csl Cigarette Coffee Fix
chain smoking lady
cigarette packets arranged
cigarettes with coffee
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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
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in September 2010 and April 2012 on the 17.9.2010&16.4.2012.
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Too Many
To many broken promises...
Too many hearts heavy with care--
Too many fires of un-requited love--
Too many bleeding wounds of utter despair;
Too many doors that have closed forever...
Too many bridges burned behind...
Too many left with questions and no answers...
Too many good Souls lost over time;
Oh-the woes and the sorrows...
How they do suffer ones aching heart--
Un-neccesary travails and endless miseries...
Too many lives-shattered apart;
The Golden Rule
June 18,2010
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I Will Keep In Touch
I will always keep in touch
though time flows fast between...
there are many spaces rough
between where you and I have been...
yet we share a common journey
told in heartbreak we have seen...
to inspire others we are never early
thus we share same vision seen...
we will take a walk; in wisdom bound together
that we our souls; may always be in touch...
we will share life’s lessons; this hard journey together
in hopes dreams; we will always be in touch...
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Dedicated to Kudakwashe Roak Mutama.
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What Siren-Song Arises
What siren-song arises
From the sweet silver bosom of the sea
By the three rocks?
No human eyes to watch
No human eyes to see
And yet
The elfin forms in dwindling shadows dance
And then
Of sudden the shadows grow
As in a trance.
What siren-song ariseth
From the weary sea, the funereal dirge
Of mariners lost and gone, perhaps?
What siren-song ariseth
This sad night, this endless seeming night
From the sweet silver bosom of the sea
By the three rocks?
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Despair Is Darkness
DESPAIR IS DARKNESS
Despair is darkness-
Despair is death inside and death in the world and death in one’s own sad soul-
Despair is no way out -
Despair is the place where one is forever stuck -
Despair is the realization that one has done what one could – and one is not going anywhere else-
Despair is the admission of failure-
Despair is no sign of help anywhere around-
Despair is so much lost-
Despair is one‘s life is over-
Despair is regret-
Despair is the sense that one will never have the time to have another chance -
Despair is ‘it’s finished’-
Despair is no way out-
Despair is going down and more down and more dark and more afraid all the time -
Despair is the scream which hurts and does not stop the hurting -
Despair is the understanding that even Death will not save one -
Despair is that the pain will never end-not even with death.
Despair is no way out again and again and again- without end.
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Despair Of The Early Morning
DESPAIR OF THE EARLY MORNING
Despair of the early morning
Despair of the darkness
Despair of the Despair
Despair of Old Age
Despair of the road closed
Despair of nothing to do
Despair of nowhere to go
Despair of endless errands
Despair of money running out
Despair of the message of Despair
One transmits to those one loves.
Despair that has to be resisted
Despair that the light of the day
Will help me overcome
Despair I will pray my way out of
Despair I will in the course of the day
Sometime overcome.
Not the great Despair
The unending Despair
The final Despair.
The small Despair of who I am and where I am now.
The Despair that still can be resisted,
By the writing of a few awkward lines
Early in the morning.
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Clear Vibrant Stars
I watch listen to the singer
singing the same old song
this is rhythm of life’s rhyme
but heart morbid is not sublime
these tears you bear are planted
too deep in absolute despair
drowning in own blood bleeding
is siren song none should hear
soul singing life’s praise
must search out star light
search out moon light not
mists of dark deadly night
Given the choice would you
bathe in waters happy or sad tears?
Mystic choice interesting question?
Bathe in cold warm or hot tears?
Me the tears of a pretty girl
the tears that made her happy.
Remember even when it is cloudy
clear vibrant stars are still shining.
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Flight At Kitty Hawk
assumes new dimensions
aeronautical aspirations
tiny dreams flowers seeds
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in May 2011 on the 4.5.2011
poem by Terence George Craddock

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