Twilight Strolling, Glenferrie Poem by james watkin

Twilight Strolling, Glenferrie



Little fountain, out of sight
My focus is on you.
Unmistaking the sound you make;
And what it relates to.

As what haunts that dream, as much
In needy circumstance
Cools for heat of desire.
Out of its dim fairy's grove
Exquisite-fingered moves
Through heart-soothing lyre.

Thursday, September 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: sound,water
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 03 September 2020

That title drew me like a moth to the light! Then the poem fulfilled the promise of its title and then some. Very good piece of writing! ! !

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james watkin

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