Winter-Stepping Poem by james watkin

Winter-Stepping



Out from home, winter-stepping
Snow-dove; and all over
Shook; but through those fears, haunt;
Netherworld's; go deeper!

Walled in of its sunless darks.
What none alive would wish!
Winds, as accursed heard wailing.
Bird-life, soul-like, ghoulish.

Wednesday, September 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: winter
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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