Waterfall; And What Gathers Below Poem by james watkin

Waterfall; And What Gathers Below



Life, its happy sounding
Throbbing impulse
In young one's laughter, pulse
Down from, echoing.

But also its sorrow
Reflected there.
Years hence, their own! Pooled, where
O'er, each numb, hangs low.

Friday, June 30, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: water
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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