Spirit Of Innocence Poem by james watkin

Spirit Of Innocence



Why sorrow over a torch
Never can go out?
Heard ran with, this child within
Through a windy shout.

Pure flame, the clear-eyed telling
Of each form up-sprung
By Love's insistence, bleats, tweets
A new bloom among.

Sunday, September 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: child,flower,innocence,animal
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james watkin

james watkin

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