An Enthused Festival Poem by james watkin

An Enthused Festival



An enthused festival
Approaches it, Spring.
Once a year's bright whirl. Fenced off
Or not, that's coming
To a street of old and new
Domiciles near you.

From the first, and thereaft
Combined to o'ercome
A dour mood, through both intakes
Scent-waft; up-thrill, thrum.
Heard for its birdfolk, beefolk.
Nature's commonfolk.

Saturday, July 10, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: spring,festival
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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