Spousal Abuse Poem by james watkin

Spousal Abuse



O hearts of the Earth
O feeling matter
Love's soft responsive, to tap
More rocks' grim renown;
Which even no teared
Dove-like ma'am's pleas, a torrent
For pity wear down;

Must I, as you God
Through angel-weeping
Hang as low that, bitter-faced?
Holding back no more
Whilst to empathize
To show Heaven's own oneness
Lies at each vowed core.

Sunday, January 9, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: marriage
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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