Garden Of The Moon Poem by james watkin

Garden Of The Moon



Through a darkening, while to tremble not
I am bidden to enter
A garden, now the Moon's to water.
Of sky-webbing strung over!

What is managed in royalist's vein
Savoured as for duty's sake.
Her new serenity's bright uptake
Adds to my valour's intake.

Thursday, December 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: garden,water
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james watkin

james watkin

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