Nasturtiun (Of One Enamoured With It) Poem by james watkin
Nasturtiun (Of One Enamoured With It)
Summer days, counts she them
Along its festooned course
Slither-furtive. In blooms
Tens and tens, besetting
The eye with sun's force.
The season, its pungent
Coils anticipate
In its own stranglehold.
These, and all boa-like
Plants on arch and gate.
Saturday, June 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: mother,plants
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