Aeolus And Mars Poem by james watkin

Aeolus And Mars



A torn terrain is measured
By the fury of its beings.
Like those blind, of the stable
Of the god the greek sings.
Matching him with thunders
Cloaked like him in clouds
The helmeted god hailed
Whereever there are shrouds.

Monday, November 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: ancient,god,war,wind
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james watkin

james watkin

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