Retrospection Poem by james watkin

Retrospection



Though breathing life
A deathly stillness negates.
Though making forward strides
Of time, stuck in.
Her gaze the germ!
Of this foggy plague sedates!
Of this, of vampiric nights'
Curse, comforting!

Tuesday, December 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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