Shed On A Farm Poem by james watkin

Shed On A Farm



Farm life's abandoned wretch.
How do I know?
Of forlorn wailing
Blown roundabout.

Fronted by a junkyard.
Say again, how?
Tracks, leading to it
Do not back out.

Tuesday, July 20, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: farm
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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