To Scenery's High-Point I've Come Poem by james watkin

To Scenery's High-Point I've Come



To scenery's high-point I've come;
With visual aids, caught napping!
Throughout a rolling hills' outcome
Of tumbled roof-top
Into bay non-stop.

Soaringly, of gull, broke over;
Uproarious, wind-rode of him
High tide's. As one with it, in dream
There's less to therefore
Condemn myself for!


Apollo bay

Friday, September 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: bird,hill,sleep
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nosheen Irfan 06 September 2019

A creative piece with a unique style.

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james watkin 10 September 2019

Thanks so much again dear fellow poet.

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