Ladies In A Garden Poem by james watkin

Ladies In A Garden



Braving the first chilly wind
Of a world harsh blown
If not these two, without pause
For jittery cause

Jewelled antiques of a falser
Looked upon frailty!
Spindly, and for a flight-gleam
Damselfly's weaved dream.

Monday, March 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: insect,lady
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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