James McLain Poems

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241.
Freedom*it*my*soul

Beauty vision weary shirt viel roughshod
small feet I gave to you.
Virgin marble pink one color veins across
my face all know.
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242.
We, Will! Meet...Again..

243.
Gossips

when I 'ear soft lips,
at my ear,
severing the hair within,
I become,
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244.
'Why, The Caged Bird Sings

I know now what freedom is like.
The fresh perfumed breeze I am caught.
To see the red planet so far,
when venus her mon's bright the star.
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245.
Ethics

Being a member of this harmonious landscape and your existence.
Innate consciousness of ethics,
or for some is provided training for the spiritual life.
It should be observed as long as one is subconsciously alive.
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246.
Honey Bees A (Haiku)

247.
The Eighth Amendment

Negligence of unQualified polititions,
bowing to the hidden needs of public opinion.
Like those school bullies make.
Where as the implications mark the steep decline
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248.
I Was Raised By A Colored Maid

Gone I once was with the wind in the South
back to a time when then as a child I once was,
here where we lived time stood still.
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249.
The Arborist's (Haiku)

250.
Spring Break

Walking underneath the peer, always on my mind
by beauty queens all lined up,
in rows like ducks, and i smile, they smile back.
the sort,
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