With Those Final Goodbyes Poem by james watkin

With Those Final Goodbyes



Puddled gleams, this pathway
Soaks up, melancholic
Winter's sunset hour.
Our eyed love! Led back to
When, that on each turned back, lacked
Spark and colour.

Thursday, February 9, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: farewell,eyes
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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