James McLain Poems

Master Li Po..?
Why do all the flowers
puff and swell when the
hummings bird comes
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It could be a man..well its not..is it..?
That would really tremble me...
to be Eaton by..well forget it..
never will happen..unless...
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It is filled with only the fattest roses..
always in bloom..always blushed...
always running to cling to the..boss..
Is he not so spruced as Bruce...to goose?
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Mother..show me..ok..
how do we feel to see inside
of this cool soft wind?
I clutch to your clingy..mother..
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In the middle of the room
the hand moves so slowly.
The petals open for years
rich in tears by the window
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Yes and i smelled once the rose;
and dew drops fell as wet rain..
and i am bold...
and straight to the heart...
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Right from the start,
why did you hide your face.
You turned from the sky,
with your heart,
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From the window, drifts
two voices, one is soft,
the other much deeper.
The deep voice, seems
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Past midnight,
the ever green moves
in some Strong,
caricature's dance.
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