In Through The Out Door Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

In Through The Out Door

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Coming home to what I have.
Thoughts that I have borne in your head.
Makeup has erased your face.
Powdered cheeks mother, daughter when lead.
To represent all I have said.
Have I what you have never thus had.
Mrs red bush once green leaves few would leave.
Tall trees and their girth you have felt.
In through the out door.
The out door brown mat on the floor.
Blue veined thighs.
White marble the floor in the light.
Such are the feelings I feel in my heart.
In through the out door a lot.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 10 October 2013

A sublime poem, such awesome musing muse, so nice to read!

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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