That This Appeals, Acrid Spilt Poem by james watkin
That This Appeals, Acrid Spilt
That this appeals, acrid spilt
Of pelargonium over
Walked by or sat, for rough bricks'
Wall of heat, muggier
Accords with what I'm told fits
Any being, divine-natured!
Of whose existence, shone through
Is as new-wrought savoured.
With heart and eye inseperable.
Reforming; reformed by.
Child's holy awe and wonder!
Angel's! For what's on high.
Sunday, March 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness,wonder
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