Windows Poem by james watkin

Windows

Not by any trite window
Tensed, framing worry
Its oft serene onlooker;
Life's; through memory.

Accordingly is brought up
The clear distinction
Twixt today's world, now feel more
Obligated to
And that, brighter faced, breezed through
With heart's free action.

Tuesday, July 11, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: point of view
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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