Tree-Shadings Poem by james watkin

Tree-Shadings



Shadows are drab; but these
Are tree-shadings!
Cool mercy's; and muting all
Worry-hung things.

Summer's more pleasant looks
Out from which thrive.
Stone-bowled, or roofed for house.
Fern, Fir contrive.

Friday, May 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: shade,summer
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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