Of Heaven Poem by james watkin

Of Heaven



All that's to be imagined
All its grecian side shapes
Through a warming, whiter-domed;
Tiled richer of seascapes.
All its english, through a misting
That's structured more profound
Of village peace, primrose-lit.
Of villager, mirth-round.

Monday, October 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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