White Magnolia Tree Poem by james watkin

White Magnolia Tree

Rating: 5.0


I slow up, doubting;
Stop; in disbelief.
Of all things a lovely strangeness
Gives no relief!

What, pure lit, exceed
For bloomed skies, leafy.
Can a Heaven be transplanted
In parks earthly?

Saturday, September 1, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
Close
Error Success