Poetess In Her Garden Poem by james watkin

Poetess In Her Garden



I now see her; only for
That gleam in her eye.
Inspired, in an after-rain
To snatch from each dye
A phrases' exquisiteness.
As pretty a thought
Befits what, in potpourri
Lasts; is for years sought.

Monday, January 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poetess
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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