Paper Umbrella Poem by james watkin

Paper Umbrella



Putting it to proper use
No beamy stings
Have to be imagined - less
Cold-barbed rainings!

Just clasping so, svelte-handed,
At angles coy
For demure playacting, in
Quaint show's employ...

I'll no more keep silent in
Each petalled twirl
For what of its beauty, frail
Shows you up, girl!

Sunday, December 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: japan,modeling
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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