A Tear That's Wept Not, But Is Poem by james watkin

A Tear That's Wept Not, But Is



A tear that's wept not, but is
Lodged glacial is despair's.
We shall find the bones of Hope
Remnants of its soft hairs
Under this, lamenting flowed
Times archaic, a-wroth.
Along with the mastadon.
The moa, and giant sloth.

Wednesday, December 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: despair
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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