Impotent Are The Other Senses Poem by james watkin

Impotent Are The Other Senses



Impotent are the other senses
At the end of a gaze.
Unheard for searing admissions
Flamed skylines but amaze.

Someone has jested a world heaves
In its discomfiture.
Floaty, there's its dream-sphere, smiled on
From altitudes secure.

Friday, December 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: senses
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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