James McLain Poems

Your jars are like mine on the table
looking past lables, brows knotted.
Potted in a vase, therein directed,
mind of flowers, freeing emotions.
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Mazes, flowers wrapping vines unwinding
scent in blosom find with time to hum
a dancing song on wing through you.
After moon decending skys chill of air has
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Flavors strained in brain
from end to end amore.
Train of gravy thoughts
when found are fun to
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Beauty looks blindingly from without
and rests within on sheets of grace.
Enterlocking gates lays amber mist
born of soul warmfelt single threads.
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Fiery grasp its grip drives me insane.
Inside waves of cold my lips adorned.
Every dropp of water lost have I worn.
Resting orb pupil home inside my eye.
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Flippant bird by rote a voice in tree
is slapping beak off rubber tree.
Laughing lippy lip low pay dismissed
as rubber tires conveys dismay of well
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Choice is not the field of birth
lost road we try to pave.
Heavy burden heavens mouth
when yoked he said.
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Lost vales in holy
unwinding
scent of familiarity.
Waterfalls white hair
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Cheese it as you leave some spread on the
bed I mixed with curds your way.
Blemished sight of bacteria holds them
in the cloth of mold a little longer.
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Listens freely thinking clearly
brush is painting bodies soul.
Inside her hand with me stands
lasting thoughts forever known.
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