He's Walking In A Waiting Hour Poem by james watkin

He's Walking In A Waiting Hour



He's walking in a waiting hour.
One month; and further along.
Winter's, for a drab putting on
Of time; long-dripped; heavy.
For any sign, signal of his love
Unbuttoned he will keep it.
Bursting a cloud, face-explicit.
Breaks out, voice-plain, Springly.

Wednesday, June 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: waiting
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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