From World, Shaded Off Poem by james watkin

From World, Shaded Off

From world, shaded off.
From its too hot glare.
Here relaxes one. Do I dare?
No I dont! Through it burn.

Me-time interludes.
On this irony
At peace, buzzed round muses on she?
Yes she must! My turn!

Friday, August 30, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: shade,relaxed
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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