Living, All But In The Here And Now Poem by james watkin

Living, All But In The Here And Now



Misting behind them, that are
Or smoky there, afar
Happiest of places, Time-wise;
With people full of love.

Lit for conditions, oppress
For their lived-in realness
Both old and young, beguiled, again
Never seen or heard of.

Wednesday, May 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: past,future
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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