Summer Air Poem by james watkin

Summer Air



Let me again, not just breathe
But this air to feel.
Deeper; its warm quality
Of hospitality.

Summer-rustic; summer-rich.
What can not too far
Lure, if unfamiliar away
Forth any byway.

Down from off what, as gentle
Each side, greenly rolls
Now through its noon's bee-droned place
Each drowsed sight embrace.

Monday, July 18, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: air,summer,friend
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james watkin

james watkin

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