james watkin

Gold Star - 31,535 Points (26/4/65 / Melbourne Australia)

Past Sculpting Cloud, And Rolling Out - Poem by james watkin

Past sculpting cloud, and rolling out
An earth-mash, picturesque wrought
There is still vexatious churning;
From the Maker stubborn thought.
The rearing man, through what's to be
Veiled for each demeanour's source:
An anger, to thunder-discharge?
Through dawn, a smile to force?

Topic(s) of this poem: creation, emotions


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2019



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