Haunting Recall, Rolls In, Evenings Poem by james watkin

Haunting Recall, Rolls In, Evenings



Mist-bright, but eyed
Ghostily swirled
One has but to lean this cursed way
Entranced to fall.

No wronged in love's
Of sea-bird jumped.
Yet, in tipping o'er, obsessed, to
Thought-life fatal.

Wednesday, March 1, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: memory,obsession
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james watkin

james watkin

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