James McLain Poems

In your presence, a trembling dance unfolds,
Why do you shake, a mystery untold?
Each moment shared, a delicate quake,
Like dropped perfume, memories break.
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Redemption is,
In youth's embrace, I danced through life's last chance,
Unmindful of life's intricate dance.
Each missed opportunity, a fleeting glance,
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Where pathways converge, destiny unfolds,
A journey embarked, tales to be told.
Employees once, with tasks to attend,
Transform to friends, the road has no end.
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In loops of time, a dance unfolds,
Reversible dynamics, tales retold.
Curves closed in time's embrace,
A journey through the temporal space.
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A question lingers, heavy, leaves.
If God exists, why hide divine?
In troubled hearts, no star doth shine.
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I have been to the edge of the universe,
Where galaxies weave a cosmic verse.
Through realms of stardust, my spirit roamed,
A journey profound, a celestial home.
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Where religion is deep, where echoes wane,
We tread a path, each step in vain.
Through tales of realms beyond the veil,
Religion weaves it's mystic tale.
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In fields of trust, I grazed the green,
Her strong white hand, a milking queen.
With gentle strokes, she coaxed the flow,
Yet snapping turtle bites would show.
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In stanzas rich with life's profound embrace,
Sharon Olds wove words, a poetic grace.
Verses danced, a vibrant, candid stream,
Her pen a beacon, in reality's dream.
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Knowledge is our mirror, reflecting the mind,
A boundless expanse, wisdom entwined.
In pages and pixels, the stories unfold,
A universe of thoughts, both are young and old.
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