James McLain

Gold Star - 40,958 Points [is It poetry] (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

James McLain Poems

5001. How Many Of The L.G.B. Were Killed By Law Enforcement 6/12/2016
5002. Say No To Giving Up Our Civil Liberties 6/12/2016
5003. There Are Over One Hundred Fifty Thousand Florida Prisoners 6/12/2016
5004. There Are Thousands Of Rectalectomies, Done Every Year In Florida Prison's 6/12/2016
5005. When No One's Around Their Still Looking 6/12/2016
5006. Security Expert's And Terrorism 6/13/2016
5007. When I Had Left So Many Years 6/13/2016
5008. People I'll Disposed 6/15/2016
5009. Blackmail And Extortion 6/15/2016
5010. Fascism And The American Watch List That You Are Now On 6/16/2016
5011. Northrop Grumman, Today On T.V. 6/16/2016
5012. The Sight Of What You Feel, It Sould Be Gripped 6/19/2016
5013. Those Other Dangerous People - Mostly Republican's 8/10/2015
5014. Should A Lady Love Her Mister 8/10/2015
5015. Venezuela 6/22/2016
5016. The Sun On My Flesh Makes Me Swell 6/23/2016
5017. The Bubbles Of Life Are Green 6/25/2016
5018. She Is Afraid He Is Tired 6/29/2016
5019. One American Material Girl 6/30/2016
5020. If Jesus Were Alive He Would Have Worn A Pink Swastika 6/30/2016
5021. Mechanism Of The Human Condition 7/4/2016
5022. Suicide Bomber Prevention In The Middle East 7/4/2016
5023. The Haiku Of Nature 7/4/2016
5024. Like A Glove You Fit Me 7/4/2016
5025. Murdering American Citizens And Law Enforcement Officer's 7/8/2016
5026. Our Current U.S.Crisis, Our Warrior Police Culture 7/8/2016
5027. On Becoming Discouraged 7/8/2016
5028. What Is This Rest In Peace Stuff 7/8/2016
5029. Came Rain I Smelled The Ground 7/9/2016
5030. ............... Sunrise 7/9/2016
5031. Wholesome beauties all of you 6/16/2010
5032. Soon They Must Kill U.S. To 7/11/2016
5033. May Be They Should Get Another Job 7/11/2016
5034. When Does A Good Cop Become A Bad Cop 7/13/2016
5035. One Does Not Need Gun's To Kill U.S. 7/14/2016
5036. ................ On The Abuse Of Our Child 7/22/2016
5037. The Tide Has Turned 7/25/2016
5038. Because Of It, I Have Gone To Far Off 8/6/2016
5039. She Don't Care 8/11/2016
5040. Unless Tomorrow's Proved, I'd Seek Again 8/12/2016

Comments about James McLain

  • Carol Carter Carol Carter (2/4/2015 12:12:00 AM)

    Agree with your thoughts.

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  • Mary Angela Douglas Mary Angela Douglas (10/10/2014 1:05:00 PM)

    This poem is astonishingly beautiful conveying unseen worlds and with utmost delicacy.

    Forgive the intrusion but I have changed (not the words) but a few very minor spelling or typos type of mistakes.

    This poem is incredible and flows in and out of dreams so that you even forget the language, arcing beyond life to afterlife. It is remarkable.

    To The Blind Their Dreaming

    Before I was blind there were dreams.
    But seeing my dreams
    before I could see, depended
    on how much you could really see.

    Blind before birth,
    and what you have asked of me.
    Having my, our, hearing dreams-
    your perception
    is sound, sound that is seen;
    left more unsaid about me.

    I still see to see in my dreams
    as one
    where I'm still alive.

    What they must contain,
    the colors within.
    and sound, I can feel: taste
    and touch.

    To remember one dream
    that one special dream, I still dream
    when awake I can see,
    when my wife I first met
    and how she will look forever.

  • Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/6/2014 7:18:00 AM)

    excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem

  • Richard Beevor (5/8/2014 4:20:00 AM)

    excellent poem, I believed I walked those woods with you

  • Kera Ann Kera Ann (11/22/2013 11:08:00 AM)

    It's an honor that you read my work thank you so much. I hope you read more and that you like it.

  • Chris Leermakers Chris Leermakers (4/22/2013 6:38:00 PM)

    Great Poems All Round. And Thankyou For Your
    Positive Feedback On My Poetry. Cheers, Chris.

  • This Is Not A Poem (9/7/2011 10:04:00 PM)

    You are amazing. I thank you for existing. I live in a glass house and am unable to write the truth as you do. One day... :)

  • Inner Whispers (9/4/2011 7:02:00 PM)

    hmn...top 49 poet....an honor i had a chance to be read by you....salute to you!

  • Alisha Lopej (4/28/2011 1:10:00 AM)

    Nice. Reactive attachment disorder, symbolizes a severe psychological syndrome that starts developing in a child during his age of the infancy.
    http: //www.disorderscentral.com/reactive-attachment-disorder.html

  • Liyo Denorte (5/13/2010 10:35:00 AM)

    now it dawns on me,
    u have the boldness and spontaneity of Kerouac

    i salute u for that

Best Poem of James McLain

She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..

She is he,
and he is She.
The two,
now lost, loves heart.
And bright,
the yellow sun.

You once we're two,
as one,
and ran around the world.
Inside both heads.

He fell inside loves fire.
And she,
his red heart pumping burned

Both fires,
burned ice cold hot.
Within Her,
light did give U.S. form.

Over shadows love,
swept out black coals.

Your smile, twin lips.
He kissed, both miss.

His face, from that.
Bright coals, still hiss.

Now alone again,
he walks into.

loving ...

Read the full of She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..

C*taking Turns *

Short of wind your breath belies
the dragging of your heal in
dust we trust.

Sweat dried sand to face
scoured fresh blush the
wind has made
to know.

Wind lifts my arms to take
from you this gift is
precious so.

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