James McLain

Gold Star - 38,595 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

A Way Out - Poem by James McLain

With more and more money,
would I feel unloved.
No one man
pays attention to me.
Unloved and his head.
Crowned,
the sea full of wind.
The grass and I placed beyond.
Is this it.
Poetry and money to one.
The snowy dance I preformed
with the man without his yellow hat.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, March 18, 2013


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