A Great London Park Poem by james watkin

A Great London Park



Upstepping, and widely
To what no path true
Leads on, but for wealth of space
Flaunts its avenue!

Day itself, gold-carriaged
Trundling out a mist
With it, that kingly image
Squares. Serving best!
All of a gladness decked out
We, who ride abreast!

Sunday, October 30, 2022
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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