Upstream In Time Poem by james watkin

Upstream In Time



Attuned to the splashings
These impish gigglings.
Of such a joyful rapport
Was I ever drenched?

Little folk, a fairy wood's.
And normal childhood's!
Out from such a mythic state
Of what ogre wrenched?

Wednesday, July 6, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: water,childhood
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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