poet James McLain

James McLain

A Few Ladies

Spiritually with me, subjectively
wicked cruel, mean can they be.
Such is goody two shoes, would
chow me off to friends, it blushes.
They know it is shy, much tremble
you lay me in sleep, flush in hand.
I do not know, from whence came
the crown, burgle it not in, to shame.
a Queen knows, her feet are in trust.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 22, 2009
Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 10, 2009

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  • Fiona Davidson (5/22/2009 5:57:00 AM)

    Very unique and expressive piece iip....great writing...Fi 10++++

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