Thoughts, Go Poem by james watkin

Thoughts, Go



Thoughts, go. Re-vitalize yourselves.
To be blown among
Moth; summer-sweet grasses, airy.
Shades, further along;

Hiss, drone - soothe! Through what for each
Its own horse boasts of!
Aimlessly, as on an impulse
The warm current ride.
So immersed of, as with it merge
Life's bucolic tide.

Tuesday, September 6, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: thought,country
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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