Pulled Both Ways Poem by james watkin

Pulled Both Ways



Long for solitude.
And still, whose access
Long coastline's of sheoke
Will, that voice, back through
Yearningly sombrous, the more
Be listened in for.

Long for solitude.
Clifftop's wave-crasher.
Still, which entrancing peace
No castaways rue
Broke, when on a tide, inland
Seen by you to stand.

Saturday, January 21, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: solitude,memory
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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