Lake Of Consolation Poem by james watkin

Lake Of Consolation



No face, stared longer at
Ripped away, repellant
When from off others
As this sunned, consoles, for
Your own smooth water's.

Sat, and slumped, down-hearted
There before, of whom rise
Again, pacified!
Glum, wavy lined, only
When, itself, storm-tried.

banyule wetlands

Saturday, October 22, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: lake,misery
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james watkin

james watkin

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