James McLain

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

James McLain Poems

6441. Love And Risk 2/9/2015
6442. About Growing Old 7/23/2015
6443. Why Do Some People Still Believe In God 8/10/2015
6444. Grand Pa Pa Dad And Uncle Del Roy 6/3/2015
6445. Being Last You Were First 8/10/2015
6446. Police Officer's Say 8/14/2015
6447. Do Not Pretend To Know Me 8/18/2015
6448. Trivial And Trite 8/16/2015
6449. Darkness At The Edge Of The Alligator Farm 9/7/2015
6450. The War On Drug's 1/30/2016
6451. A Rose Once It's Picked 12/29/2015
6452. Tornado (Haiku) 12/4/2015
6453. Was She Weak Or Was I Strong 11/27/2015
6454. Dreams That Are Deep, You I Know 11/1/2015
6455. Incarceration Through The Eye's Of Your Guilty Child 1/1/2016
6456. I'm Insane But What Of You 11/14/2016
6457. Lip's My Lip's Like Yours Have Kissed 11/10/2016
6458. Sara Teasdale - I Am Not Yours 11/12/2016
6459. Alone I To Need Your Love 11/9/2016
6460. When, Will It Rain 12/7/2016
6461. ) Wedged Is The Hip Splitter ( 11/15/2016
6462. Translucent Panties 11/27/2016
6463. The Sexual Predator 11/21/2016
6464. Before The Big Bang 7/27/2016
6465. Lost In My Sand Box 7/31/2016
6466. Amongst The Dead I'm Home 8/1/2016
6467. Yellow Lizard Blue's 6/22/2016
6468. My Fellow Poem Hunter Poet's 1/8/2016
6469. The Sum Of All Knowledge 4/10/2016
6470. Why Do Some Poets Stay Hidden 1/29/2018
6471. Sleep Is The Thief Of Time 11/5/2017
6472. A Small Masterpiece 12/26/2017
6473. The Last Kiss Before Midnight 11/19/2017
6474. Enlightenment 10/12/2017
6475. Into That Gentle Night 10/29/2017
6476. How Do I Know You Still Love Me 10/23/2017
6477. Love Is Far So Far Away 10/6/2017
6478. Hold Me Here 8/16/2017
6479. The Bum And The Rocket Man 9/26/2017
6480. Knowing You Well Left A Hole In My Heart 8/6/2017

Comments about James McLain

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

    Agree with your thoughts.

    26 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.

loving ...

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

Heart In Oak *

Such as does repose
fine grain.

Polished surface gained
thus by feel.

Soul of a giant
lays within.

Bowing Gently
in the breeze.

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