Overlooking A Meadow Poem by james watkin
Overlooking A Meadow
Seeded by the wind's own hands!
No flung enormity
Gust by gust, as precisely
Any ploughed land over
Has matched it. Not just for size;
For what's suppler, smoother.
Firm held to this wonder-gaze.
Not long, remaining so!
Instant I of such upthrow
And ask 'watered of whom'?
Drum-weighed, verging on tipping
Forty four galloned doom!
Thursday, July 14, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: point of view,nature
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