A Bedewing Poem by james watkin

A Bedewing



Upon a place already bejewelled
Already with broidery, sets off
What for Spring's wear is sumptuous gowned;
And unavoidingly alluring
Diamonds, as perfect dew-drops fall.
Purest diamond, liquified stone.
Like unstringed necklace article.
Or shakened loose for ear-ring.

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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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