No Laughter, Heard Wilder Poem by james watkin

No Laughter, Heard Wilder



No laughter, heard wilder
Than when upblows
A sky, a fellow child, giddy
At liberty
To slash, trash, and abash
All that's proud hung
Who now feels him. Temper tantrum?
No. Roguish chum!

Saturday, June 17, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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