By The Familiar Are We All Poem by james watkin

By The Familiar Are We All



By the familiar are we all
Wooed back, inevitably.
For tone of place what strikes right;
If indeed, discordently!

Shaking off what misty intrique
In soft fern's grip overhangs
Town's voice approaches with speed.
On sea air, for gull, clangs!

Apollo Bay

Monday, January 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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