These Hours, The Most Sun-Infused Poem by james watkin

These Hours, The Most Sun-Infused



These hours, the most sun-infused
Years' periodic
Song-bright, in their returning
As stemmed ecstatic

Resemble our own off and on
Time's outgoingness.
Whose cheery need, attests to;
With care put in dress.

A winter-like spell, when left
So stilly alive
Affects. But only if spoke
In light, negative!

Sunday, August 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: weather,mood
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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