Cliff Edge, Night Time Poem by james watkin

Cliff Edge, Night Time



Looking over into abysses a-swirl
Cosmic seas washed into, plumbless
What of worlds' secure footing is left?
Sheared off, big stepped! With a numbness.

Friday, February 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: sea
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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