She-Devil Eyes Poem by james watkin

She-Devil Eyes



Thick woodland; laneway as dim.
Either, popping from out
First and foremost, condense
Air's dangerous sense

She-devil eyes. More than claws
With a view to ensnare
A naive creature's heart
To be dreaded art.

Sunday, December 4, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: eye,danger
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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