James McLain

Gold Star - 37,096 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

................'Black Robed The Bench And Power' - Poem by James McLain

Huddled poor the masses, did you say, not I.
Whirlpools hide the dragon and it's eye.
Needles would I thread upon one point.
Before the Gavel falls, I'd hear your allocution.

While one was never made, ambition grew.
Each priest before his god, one never stood.
Here a rose and there it's bud, yet beauty paused.
Lillie's look caused her to Donn a rustic mask.

Comments about ................'Black Robed The Bench And Power' by James McLain

  • R Soos (11/13/2016 3:22:00 PM)

    Love lines like this: Here a rose and there it's bud, yet beauty paused I am going to spend time with this poem & work on understanding the dept of how the title works with the stanzas. Thank you for slowing me down! (Report) Reply

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  • (10/31/2009 7:38:00 AM)

    This is such a fabulously romantic write my friend! I read it several times and it gives such a good feeling...

    thank you for it.

    Smiling at you

    Tai, donning her black robes tonight! Happy Halloween
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  • (10/28/2009 2:17:00 PM)

    Deep and thought provoking write enjoyed it 10 Daniel (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 26, 2012

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