Xmas Beetle 1970 Poem by james watkin

Xmas Beetle 1970



Down on a sunbeam
Ride my remembrance car.
Of velvet lining
Maroon-inclining
Afar through its glass
Of a curving onyx
Days like pools' glinting
Metallic do ring.

Saw from mote's viewpoint
Then with a 'poof' explode;
Playgrounds aglow in
Red bricks' shadowing.
A crouching blondness
Counting a beetle's spots...
Yester-worlds re-shaped
Then as soon escaped.

Tuesday, October 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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