Dearest, Sweetest Of All Waterfalls Poem by james watkin

Dearest, Sweetest Of All Waterfalls



Triflings of a water's descent.
Tricklings, but of a glee.
And that, in honour of shy me.
Its childish kept likeness.

Preserved in a ferny covert
From a wind, ill-humoured.
And a world, colder, far-rumoured.
Still heard. Through each life-stress!

Marriner's falls, Apollo Bay

Tuesday, August 16, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: water
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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