From Storm-Cloud, At The Cresting Poem by james watkin

From Storm-Cloud, At The Cresting



From storm-cloud, at the cresting
And that, sea-foamed, akin
Our life's ride is posited.
Self-exulting, scored in.

Friday, April 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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