A Sad Look They Give Me Poem by james watkin

A Sad Look They Give Me



A sad look they give me
Abandoned things.
House disowned; roadside dumped.
Midst lorn whistlings.

And of all sadnessess
None haunt like this!
From off Reconcilement's
Last chance to kiss

Rounding road's dark, my head
Turning as soon
Leaves what, faced Love once lit:
An eclipsed moon!

Saturday, April 24, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness,abandoned
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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