Steal Into Our Silences
true love is sweet heartfelt thoughts
for those who steal into our thoughts
for those who steal into our silences
especially in last moments before soft sleep
when we wonder how love beauty does creep
into our wondrous quiet moments of silences
into our lives with wondrous sudden surprise
into our hearts with wondrous sudden speed
quiet time soft fills with friendship love silences
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Inspired by ‘You Are In My Silence’ by Naida Supnet.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Language of Silence
Silence
a brief pause in a raging fury
Silence
a calmness of steel in euphoric glory
Silence
amidst the passing of gigantic ocean
Silence
in revoking the almighty in full devotion
Silence
a grimace of a mask to hide the pain within
Silence
a quiet confidence after a tough win
Silence
in the gentle fire and devouring flame
Silences
in the glory and recall of lovely name
Silences
in a catsatrophe over mindless disaster
Silences
in the journey to salvation and life thereafter
Silences
in the anthem of nations pride and challenge reckoning
Silences
post the cacaphony after pangs of soul awakening.
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Bare The Moment
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seized qualities
silences
praises
ovations
stunned silences
may proceed
long loud
standing crowd
enthusiastic
cheering
shou ting
applauding
immortalized
hon our the moment
bare the moment
embrace the moment
before silences erupt
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Flea
As thirsting flea
cannot contain
entire
wondrous waters
comprising
all earth’s oceans.
So no man
can contain
wondrous
infinite love
profound joy
animating God.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Silences Speak In My Soul
how can I tell you
of the silences
that speak to me
that I reach out
to touch in moments
stretching back to
inspiration of creation
I feel speak in my soul
unique in my stillness
witnessing one vast smile
as whole universe shines
in God’s creative smile
creation comes upon me
creation is all within me
creation infuses my being
creation is sea of awareness
no thoughts form into words
imagery is words within soul
no noise forms into fleet sound
voice spoke creation into being
thoughts wash over my soul
behold creation in appreciation
perceived in stillness attained
God speaks infuses my brain
behold felt essence of life is laden
within love which birthed creation
I reach out touch recipe of gift life
love embraces lungs touch breath air
alertness is alive creation perceives
life is breath breathed into life being
awareness perceives in complexities
multiple lifeforms perceive creation
all life is one life linked in earth biosphere
all earth’s surface abounds in life lease
atmosphere sea abound in one life lease
across eons interwoven creation breathe
ingenious species fail extinct in man greed
independent species erased link cut expire
independent species disappear into oblivion
earth rape accelerates inducing earth death
hear silences as forest loses thrill bird song
hear silences as animals decrease fade extinct
hear silences as rivers seas empty of fish stock
hear silences as plant diversity waxes withers
one life lessens weakens as strand by strand
man unravels woven fabric in sustaining life
dispossessed bear witness speak of earth rape
God holds seeds of immortal souls to replant
a new heaven new earth is written into universe
place is prepared for judgement awaiting souls
to be released into reseeded new perfect creation
silences speak of places dark souls will be bound
'infinity pauses
momentarily passes'
brief cosmic moment
universal restoration
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Quotation from ‘Perspective Stand’ written in April 1982, by Terence George Craddock
poem by Terence George Craddock
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0013 And, Friend...
and if you wonder, friend, why I begin
a poem thus – you are to understand
that it’s as if
we have been close friends all our life,
friends, as Kabir defined a friend
as if no-one ever tried to speak of friend before –
friends, who share the silences between their words
as much as sharing their most inward thoughts;
so, our conversation’s just as much
a continuation of our friendship,
wasting no time in speaking passing things,
sharing some new thought in turn
and asking more for listening
than easy agreement for politeness’ sake;
for, we’re listening to the allness of the all -
all that has been said and
all that cannot yet be said
but thought in silences, in pauses between speech,
all that we might say
when we find words in which to say it,
and because
there’s not much time, to say what we would say
and so, we speak of that which time
can never steal; so there is always time
to speak, and hear the silence
out of which speech comes;
listening for the unspoken
bringing miracles
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Liberating Opposing Regime Injustices
gravitational thoughts
key themes
life enduring philosophies
last longer than mere moments
living sequences
in 9.83 or 9.87 moments
cost of living fleeting
cannot stand against echoes
rock of ages splitting
as test of time upholds
humanities need to oppose disasters
oppressive new world orders
which strive to steal heart beats
souls sanctified in struggles
liberating opposing regime injustices
inflicted upon domino cultures
countries as tyrants
strutting try to impose their wills
iron cuff imprisonments
upon victim populations
while freedom crusaders
sow soft rage freedom words
to undermine despotic rulers
seeds sown wind of time changes
gravitational thoughts
key spirit of the age themes
life enduring philosophies
Inspired by the poem ‘Gravitational thoughts' by Miroslava Odalovic.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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In Sadness Tears May Guide Us
in sadness tears may befriend us
happy memories may guide us
back into myriads of love moments
moments when we were nurtured in love
moments when we were embraced in love
moments when we were shaped in love
such moments are safe inside us
such moments will navigate guide us
such moments are strength within us
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Moments Arent Moments
Tender, warm and serene
Are the words that might come close to having
Remnants of the feelings that we can no longer hide
Mighty, shining and clear
Are but mere expressions that dont come near
To the ever glowing eminence of light in our eyes tonight
cause moments arent moments
Until they are moments like this magic moment of ours
And magics not magic
Until it is magic like magical love in our hearts
Feeling with tender love-bloom
Gentle, quiet, so soft
Are the wings of love that can send us off
To an ever splendor unknown to all in our time
Trusting in the unknown and giving in to what feelings have shown
Will take us to altered intimacies in our lives
Where well find
That moments arent moments
Until they are moments like this magic moment of ours
And magics not magic
Until it is magic like magical love in our hearts
Feeling with tender love-bloom
cause moments arent moments
Until they are moments like this magic moment of ours
And magics not magic
Until it is magic like magical love in our hearts
Feeling with tender love-bloom
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I Have Nothing To Give The Silence
I HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE THE SILENCE
I have nothing to
To give the Silence-
Even my thoughts
Are not quiet enough,
At peace enough,
To make the silences
Deeper and more holy –
In the near darkness
Towards twilight
I write these words
And do not know
If they too
Are not silent enough.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Lover
with his fingers so soft they touch my face lightly
and with his arms so strong he holds me tight
as he kisses my lips i feel the love he has inside
he shows it and says it when he can
the look in his eyes gives me quite a surprise
just befor he says i love you
you can see it on him that he loves me
hes so beautiful yet so quiet most of the time
hes soft hearted to me and very sweet
hes always there
with his beauty bringing hope to my world
an the thoughts of wanting to wake up
and the thoughts of wanting to live
every time i hear his words
the desire in them is clear
the craving for him unbearable most of the time
yet suttle and quiet like him
hes the only one who has my heart
and the power to break them so easily
i long to feel him close and hear his voice so sweet
his beauty could never be taken nore tainted to me
he is the lover my sweet man
the one who catches me an helps me land
he helps me stand up and holds my hand
he never lets me down nore lets me fall
for him i am thankfull hes my lover moste of all
poem by Sandy Vanity
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Gamester
gamester
your life is
a game
finished? no?
your life is
an endless game
a circle of games
between the boredom
the work
the silences
the songs
the fabricated
moments
cigarettes coffee alcohol
the lovers
it does not
matter
what level
you are on
your rank
status
meaningless
you always lose
eventually
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Thief May Steal Irreplaceable Possessions
A thief
is a man
woman
child
in need
who may steal
more than
your possessions.
He She may steal
your time moment
which is irreplaceable.
He She may offer
nothing except
his her naked need
to take possess
steal while offering
no sincerity
trust loyalty
friendship faith joy
or inspiration.
Only the naked need
to covert corrupt
ridicule manipulate
that cannot share
give uplift
or honour anything
except a thief
more cunning
exploiting
or blatant
than himself
herself.
A thief may steal
irreplaceable possessions
character thoughts
harmony sanity of mind.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Beauty Is Found
On earth beauty is found in obvious
or sudden surprising hidden places
appreciate it all awesome wondrous
or delicate or incredibly small embraces
perfection is not for earth awaits in heaven
be glad for all grace all space all traces
of perfection each place of veneration
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Two Souls Enfold A Universe
love love is written into every waking moment
into heart beat heart beat love beat love beat
silences two souls folded into a universe of one
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Distractions
Distractions
~
I seek to distract myself
So thoughts will not be forgotten
More kept elsewhere for a while
Have them otherwise entertained
A busy mind has no time to idle
To wander about the what ifs and whys
Those fruitless agonies considered
In the dull silences and quiet hours
It’s a duel of attention, distraction
When strong thoughts resist my ignorance
A book becomes a struggle
While the wayward mind wanders still
Thoughts resist to be kept at bay
However I seek to distract myself
To leave certain thoughts for a while
That I may rest my soul
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Glory In Stardust Love
ode to beauty in a love letter written in stardust boldly
the Glory of Love in a Letter of Love dancing in flame
chiselled into the bonfire of the World in endless mercy
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Inspired by ‘A Letter Of Love Midnight January 7th’ by Miroslava Odalovic
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sounds Of Reality
You want to sit in silence
just to gather your thoughts,
however you know that something
will shatter that shell apart.
The silence that you crave
will vanish in sounds of reality.
You want to sit without
any outside influence
invading your shell of silence
you have built around yourself.
Sadly the inevitable will happen
and the shell will be shattered.
The sounds of reality
creep into our lives
in those precious moments
when we need to be
alone with our thoughts
and as quiet as can be.
Some don’t understand
the quiet distance others need
and invade it with idle noise
from their chatter to a TV blast
which will shatter your silence shell
with the sounds of reality.
You feel like shouting
get out of my space
and leave me alone,
but then you doubt
if they will understand
and you suffer in the sounds of reality.
24 September 2010
poem by David Harris
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Myriad Thoughts
I sit here in myriad thoughts
dancing around my head
too fed up to put them to bed.
Thoughts of the past,
thoughts of the future too,
thoughts of things this and that
and thoughts of what to do.
Memories invade at times
of pastures long gone by
as the myriad thoughts
fill my mind with anger and with love
and times; I wish I could have lingered with
when my years were young.
Things pass in phases,
hearts entwine then fall apart,
seasons readily appear,
stay awhile and then depart.
Here I sit in a lonely waste
thinking thoughts of what might have been
if the crystal ball I look into had only seen.
Now the myriad thoughts appear
to haunt me in quiet times
and carry me to distant places
the world has left behind.
Those little specks of moments
that still linger from the past
that lay waiting to capture me
before the quiet time has passed.
28 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Russian Cathedral
Bow down my soul in worship very low
And in the holy silences be lost.
Bow down before the marble man of woe,
Bow down before the singing angel host.
What jewelled glory fills my spirit's eye,
What golden grandeur moves the depths of me!
The soaring arches lift me up on high
Taking my breath with their rare symmetry.
Bow down my soul and let the wondrous light
Of beauty bathe thee from her lofty throne,
Bow down before the wonder of man's might.
Bow down in worship, humble and alone;
Bow lowly down before the sacred sight
Of man's divinity alive in stone.
poem by Claude McKay
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How Sweet Love Is
To meet her and instantly be in her arms.
Holding her kissing her feeling her presence.
Is passionate romantic stuff Hollywood movies sell on.
Within minutes to be stripping naked
while still holding touching kissing
tripping on magic of precious moments;
finally in your lovers arms after five days absence;
is the great joy of a true compassionate love.
The taste of your lovers lips
the feel of her soft skin
the caressing of her soft golden hair;
as you run your fingers softly through;
the embrace of her warm naked body
all contribute to the magic of this
the first magic moments of our meeting
the eager anticipated heat of our greeting;
our souls and our bodies are ever seeking;
the way back to our partners heat and presence.
Oh our sweet our love is.
Oh our sweet our heat is.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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