James McLain Poems

One more word or less, some one else has said.
Human being's that can't give pause,
our efforts now are vain.
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A secret told
is never kept inside.
A secret told
is kept until you die.
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Beneath the moon is full a promenade
a sightless head
turns half around to gaze
into the world.
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Educating other's to the scope of other dreams.
If God was one of us,
a whole universe the dragon and it's eye
would fit on the head of a pin.
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Through the sands of time the test,
each face I've touched before.
Married thoughts as two now one,
the past has carried off again.
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Looking down from above at the light.
Frantic the pace set by all as they talk.
By she from her whomb at my side.
Bring him back, hurry you must he will fly.
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Your breasts bare no scars and I can feel.
Myself, my all she has placed inbetween them.
I find the violets the room smells heady of,
out side some where green the vine climbs the stairs.
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Here in my solitude it is lost inside,
yea though I have been well I once was a man.
In my solitude she sought,
she sought like I a place to to go and hide.
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If she to me a tender word would dare I write,
I whom sleep, beneath the star lite sky.
To sit and ponder what she sees up there.
Such love her face is distant off and bright.
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