Little Love-Hurt Runaway Poem by james watkin

Little Love-Hurt Runaway



A sound, instils quiet
Rhythm, lasting peace
The drip drip of the wet.
Mill-wheel's; paddleboat's.

His voice, for a contrast
Refrain, vowed its good
A tear-brought thunderblast.
What a spun lie quotes.

Monday, December 6, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: affinity and love,betrayal
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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