My Features Contort Poem by james watkin

My Features Contort



My smooth features contort
Struck by a crow's
Mocking despair 'horrid horrid';
When Autumn blows.

Pained looks, cancel culture's
Frenzies provide.
Statue-toppling, when seen o'erturned
The past its pride.

Wednesday, July 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,revolution
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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