Dreams Poem by james watkin

Dreams



Dreams; as baroque in their picture schemes
As brittle, held onto
A glassy dew melts'
Beauty-realms; shone through.
Outlandish and otherworldly!
That face, florid, therein;
Of what distinct import
To be so protruding?

Wednesday, April 13, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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