Mistrial Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Mistrial



Is heaven but a net to catch
the falling star's?
Or vast an ocean deep to hide
a heavy heart.

How much more or less to each
a vessel emptied out?
If made whole to try again
each tomorrow let's U.S. know.

One falling star, without a net
to catch U.S. up below.
No right, no wrong, an empty song
the light turned off inside.

Friday, May 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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