James McLain

Gold Star - 40,674 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

A Stand Of Trees - Poem by James McLain

Could you know exactly and exactly know you could.
When how to she of paradise,
and to her wide is long and long is wise.
To whom can he entrust it to?

The look below her eyes the look that paints her smile.
Does he shake her hips like so and shakes them so.
To her patient heart and patients is her painful art.
Higher than the human eye and higher than the moon,
she missed his aim.
When the feeling comes it dies and dieing good the feeling is.

And meeting there below the shady hill, around the bend
behind a stand of trees,
there is a bush down by a stream he some times, peeps.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011

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