Something To Throw Poem by james watkin

Something To Throw



Tree, weary of limb, down-swing
And a stone fruit, round, bouncy
Still unripe, hand me.
Too deep, tis; too enticing
This smooth vale, sleek rushed down of
Hawk; for prey who dove.

Sunday, September 11, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: hill,fruit
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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