Persona Countless Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Persona Countless



Adopted..cultivated..surrounded..
Merry go rounds..Ferris wheels..
Towers that lean to cover..cleanly..
Our lodge..it hangs..beneath..
her many masks..swing suspended..

A poor farmer..his corn was to light...
Yellow....white sweet..colored maze...
Buttons shinny....silk under husk..to
Weave golden hair..lays in sun..to dry..

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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