Road-Winding, Time-Cornering Poem by james watkin

Road-Winding, Time-Cornering



As this hilly road winds down
Incites, more and more
Sun-flecked, stunning, or rain-glimpsed
Our need to explore

So with that, Time-cornering
For each hour traversed.
A like happy valley? Or
Flooded, tear-immersed?

Monday, June 13, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: anticipation,road,time
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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