James McLain

Gold Star - 41,305 Points [is It poetry] (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

James McLain Poems

5001. Ted Cruz And Mental Illness 1/8/2016
5002. Mrs.Barbara Dawson, Your Going To Jail 1/8/2016
5003. Tampa Florida, A Small Conversation About Sex Offenders 1/8/2016
5004. Could It Be Otherwise 6/10/2016
5005. How Many Of The L.G.B. Were Killed By Law Enforcement 6/12/2016
5006. Say No To Giving Up Our Civil Liberties 6/12/2016
5007. There Are Over One Hundred Fifty Thousand Florida Prisoners 6/12/2016
5008. There Are Thousands Of Rectalectomies, Done Every Year In Florida Prison's 6/12/2016
5009. When No One's Around Their Still Looking 6/12/2016
5010. Security Expert's And Terrorism 6/13/2016
5011. When I Had Left So Many Years 6/13/2016
5012. People I'll Disposed 6/15/2016
5013. Blackmail And Extortion 6/15/2016
5014. Fascism And The American Watch List That You Are Now On 6/16/2016
5015. Northrop Grumman, Today On T.V. 6/16/2016
5016. The Sight Of What You Feel, It Sould Be Gripped 6/19/2016
5017. Mechanism Of The Human Condition 7/4/2016
5018. Suicide Bomber Prevention In The Middle East 7/4/2016
5019. The Haiku Of Nature 7/4/2016
5020. Like A Glove You Fit Me 7/4/2016
5021. Murdering American Citizens And Law Enforcement Officer's 7/8/2016
5022. Our Current U.S.Crisis, Our Warrior Police Culture 7/8/2016
5023. On Becoming Discouraged 7/8/2016
5024. What Is This Rest In Peace Stuff 7/8/2016
5025. Came Rain I Smelled The Ground 7/9/2016
5026. ............... Sunrise 7/9/2016
5027. Wholesome beauties all of you 6/16/2010
5028. Soon They Must Kill U.S. To 7/11/2016
5029. May Be They Should Get Another Job 7/11/2016
5030. When Does A Good Cop Become A Bad Cop 7/13/2016
5031. One Does Not Need Gun's To Kill U.S. 7/14/2016
5032. ................ On The Abuse Of Our Child 7/22/2016
5033. The Tide Has Turned 7/25/2016
5034. Because Of It, I Have Gone To Far Off 8/6/2016
5035. She Don't Care 8/11/2016
5036. Unless Tomorrow's Proved, I'd Seek Again 8/12/2016
5037. Pumping It Squeeze Release 8/12/2016
5038. When Writing Deteriorate 's Due To Age And Not Knowing When To Quit 8/13/2016
5039. Jealousy 8/14/2016
5040. Your Religion And God, As I See It 8/14/2016

Comments about James McLain

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

    Agree with your thoughts.

    27 person liked.
    24 person did not like.
  • 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.

Loves,
loving ...

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

Lid To My Box *

Round beveled square to a frame
bearing hues fading of dreams
maker in such crafted long ago
for whom but a guess many
names but few for the
wearer of the seal meant for me
not for you.

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