No Colour, But One Poem by james watkin

No Colour, But One



No colour, but one
And that darkly green;
A forest's; when from out
A pheasant was seen.

So is that paradise
Lush in its sameness
Til which creature bids you
It's long hair caress.

Saturday, May 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: surprise
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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