A Garden's Transformation Poem by james watkin

A Garden's Transformation



From this Arcadian start
Bears not for shame, the rude
Ticklish outburst, nude
To now, babe, sprout of Eros
Silk-posed, and so dubbed, flattered
But touched, sounds flustered.

Saturday, March 25, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,lady,garden,humour
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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