Mandarine Poem by james watkin

Mandarine

A type of ornament
Hung down from out
No wealth's entitlement.
Nature's own brand.

Luscious-lovely! Infused
Of sky, gold-dripped.
Of this fine taste perused
Whose mouths expand!

Tuesday, September 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: fruit
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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