Juicy Plumb's Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Juicy Plumb's

Rating: 3.5


One of those days,
it is hot.
Talking to myself,
I am not.
Hanging above,
Ripe for the sun.

Where the bird's nest,
they use the same hole.
As it drips,
from the end of the day before.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 12 May 2013

Short but poetically sweet. A good write.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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