Known To All, This Street Corner Poem by james watkin

Known To All, This Street Corner



Though as fleet, its fright
Worst kind of subjection
Whose rained darks, added to
And enlarged upon

That time when left to wait;
And wonder, morbibly
On life's cheer, as a heart's:
'Forsook! ' Endlessly.

Saturday, February 18, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: waiting,meeting,affinity and love
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