Freedom's Pleasure Poem by james watkin

Freedom's Pleasure



What's relayed, of their own
Bursts, uninhibited
Should be our pleasure-response.
In freedom, born and bred.

For doggy, now off the leash.
For horse, with gate unlocked.
For whom, soonest caught, uncaged.
By you, bad singer, mocked!

Monday, July 25, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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