James McLain Poems

I am not who you said that I was, but who
You said I could be.
This is all that I am said she and each morning
She had her long suck.
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How after ten plus years of reading what I have read,
So elequently stated
In some kind of code the dreams that other's wrote.
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Foster the night and kiss her lip's
The moon is high in my hands.
After having lived by day, upon her
Breast's rests my head.
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Yon under rural trees and countryside,
That sleep in pretence if they think there free.
Before there was t.v.
And each that comes and goes, some
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My enemies take my silence as though
I'm slow, weak or stupid as I plot.
A friend I won't call out as they might betray me!
Braggerts claim to have what other's don't,
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In the deep of night while I'm asleep
You poke me in the side.
And in lucid dreams, it is a dream a dream
Where I wake up,
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Happiness is quite apparent by the looks
Upon their faces.
It hides the pain we feel inside, when the skies
Above are grey.
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Before the sun sets and the moon
Once bright, begins to fade away from sight.
And the candle from both ends I burned,
The barest whisper of a breeze has now put out.
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O my heart! How through it's walls you grasp
Love could stay or love pass.
Your face, my eyes I gasp, the paint
The pain that love I feel won't last.
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Time here on earth sneaks off when you are
A sleep in dreams you can't control.
As dawn hides the moon the hand the cradle rock's
The living hide their pain they can't control.
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