James McLain Poems

Hit Title Date Added
521.
Sunflower

Sunflower how in youth you stood,
Underneath light is nights full moon,
Neat and your yellow face that shines.
...

522.
My Mushroom

my mushroom is not faded,
and the cap is bright white
with a purple ring under skirt.
my mushroom has room on top,
...

523.
Passion Works

Passion works, in mysterious light.
And long, drawn out are some days.
Compositions are lonely unmasked.
Chess lost her face without one gambit.
...

524.
Mouth Of Foam

Surfed..waves..
Wind beat..shore
Rocky teeth..are..
Frothed in foam..
...

525.
Walrus

Brown, fat and deeply wrinkled.
My narrow perch of wait i rock.
Harbors the mouth of my youth.
Breath i lent once slow is labored.
...

526.
Cotton Mouth

Cotton mouth...this word...
renders..some..
southern condition....
and ripe sweet breath...
...

527.
The Sexual Predator

My exwife because she can, Judge Neil he said.
Hernando county Florida, where once I lived.
Janna Burns she is dead,
one self inflicked gun shot wound to the head.
...

528.
With Each Gentle Squeeze

.......... with each gentle squeeze
grows plain moss brown or green
and she would only me too know it
how i love the rose and windy days
...

529.
And The Toe Above Me

and the toe above me, it rattles,
shakes and rolls me off like rain.
and each new outline and warm
imprint left within is you too view.
...

530.
And Are You A Nun

You are not a nun; on off to bed
and they can not understand you
and if they did, they would have
taught you to just go and be careful.
...

Close
Error Success