These Thoughts, As Winds, Wayward Poem by james watkin

These Thoughts, As Winds, Wayward



These thoughts, as winds, wayward
Who in their mind
Can, their deviance, curb
Their danger bind
Could the weather itself
Be master of!
Blows up, worst, for cyclone.
One named 'Adolf'!

Sunday, May 2, 2021
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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