When Late, Windy Days Poem by james watkin

When Late, Windy Days



Enter, if part way, into
Who's notoreity.
One step up from this strode world
Shoved along, dangerously.
Airy-handed, for the Sky.
Aired, reaching down, maligned.
Yet, such times, consent to be
As trash, to it, resigned.

Wednesday, May 24, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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