Walking Through A Windstorm's Aftermath Poem by james watkin
Walking Through A Windstorm's Aftermath
Stumbled through overnight of
What mindlessness, unbound?
Fog-bogged, of that famed giant's
Mythic-buried remnants
Its pressed footprint, with their own
Re-tracing, if found!
Tree limb, with a trunk-sized girth
A snapped weed stem, left as.
While faced with new-woke shocks
Onto each, shaky locks
Its child's soft heart: 'what saw you
Orphaned, cheeps, croaks, in grass'?
Wednesday, June 28, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: wind,children
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