A Sky Restored Poem by james watkin

A Sky Restored



Thoughts; that wind-harried for clouds.
Their woeful harvest
Shadowing ever near.
But not this hour, dear.

Now reach; a seed's downiness
Light blown; love's musings!
Nearer, now! And fiery.
Felled star's trail; their glee.

Wednesday, June 1, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: affinity and love,thoughts
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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