Pre-School Friends, A Blowy Day Poem by james watkin

Pre-School Friends, A Blowy Day



Of an obscene pleasure
He's sudden o'ertook.
Maniacally, with its
Clownish-gloating look.

Beneath what, cackling on
For a cocky host
Does hold its balance in
What shows up winds most

Tetters a friend, grass stood
To topple, sense-dimmed.
With face messed; all else missed
Late chased aft, wide-brimmed.

Thursday, June 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: child,humour,wind
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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