Peace Of Mind, Past What In Hearth Poem by james watkin

Peace Of Mind, Past What In Hearth



Peace of mind, past what in hearth
For passions was set free;
That torturous writhing flame
Hissed with volatility
Spoke now of as smouldered down.
Sat of two round, here yet.
Sedately warming, at day's end.
If not in life's sunset.

Friday, December 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: age,peace
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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