New Artpoem by “f”

O Nan

Pictures do not fill th’years,

Sound knots shan’t express 2 tears,

Joy‘n laughther-gone, returned;

Others fears, passed onan learn:

Yearning stiles, churning miles,

Keyslocks lead deceptive wiles

What is woman after all…

Catomouse, o’ bounsin ball?

Lots dawn, skipping yawn

Which wayn~ow…mustdot feel drawn?

Tutteers

Tutt tiers

Tu tears

(ArtPoem) by “f”