This Soft Rain Poem by james watkin

This Soft Rain

Throws what's gauzy over
What too stark is
In a coarse slut for a city
Flaunting, flashy.

Evening's I'm more entranced!
Restored virtue
This dream filter's look through, descry.
Even chaste. Shy.

Tuesday, October 1, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: city,rain
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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