Private Route In The Snow Poem by james watkin

Private Route In The Snow

What, stepping, encroached on is
Fast, there across, slow
By a light padded scurry.
A vari-pined shadow.

As traceless, as this ahead
When gazing back at?
More layers of what seals for
Snow will ensure that!

Tuesday, September 3, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: path,snow
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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