Stream And Path Poem by james watkin

Stream And Path



Like brother and sister
This streamy water
And what runs ever by it
For a path of stones.

So does it when does she
Swerve off, straighten he.
Accumulating one kind of
Autumn-mislaid gloves.
Til both, evening toward
Sun-aligned, westward
Merge, part-wise, as a pair
Of unmissed unknowns.

Monday, May 3, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: woods,water,path
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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