A Window View Poem by james watkin

A Window View



I look in on what swells there
For a shape, decorative.
Infatuation, far side of street's!
Brought closer in perspective
Through a bee's own twitchy-pressed
Tormented head of inquiring
Up against, at centre of table
For what, vased is brightening.

Monday, May 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: boy,infatuation
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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