Duck And Boy Poem by james watkin

Duck And Boy



Diverges, for its look, not far
From our wetted pavement's
Striding, up-spurting.
What though of pond, though as paddler
And but when it lands, leaves
Duck. Heard more curt in!

Sunday, March 12, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: ducks
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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