It Is A World, Fear-Gripped Poem by james watkin

It Is A World, Fear-Gripped



It is a world, fear-gripped.
Spins on an axis
Wobbly, for certainty, breeds
That insecureness;
Facing up to next day's
Next hour's nemesis
In Change. Rumbles, rain-stomping.
Heart breaks for woe's stress.

Thursday, May 5, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: world,change
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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