Quatrain 62 Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

Quatrain 62



As the crippled moon emerged,
The scence of hung'd waters.
To flee was the light by and large,
For the wrath of the lame claim'd the quarters.
C.2017

Quatrain 62
Friday, April 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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