Against The Brooding Darkness Poem by james watkin

Against The Brooding Darkness



Against the brooding darkness
Til the very last echo
Children, triumphant.
Its success of skulking fear
Each shows up as laughable
In his hoot, leap and pant.

Sunday, February 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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