Green As For Brown Poem by James McLain

As for green as for Brown
and for whom it is brown it is turned as for the wood
which is it was green and high,
as for each dropp of it full it fills of such high gray it diverges
the view which should never suffocate the four points of the wind
of the inspiration which when she is captured.

With both legs upright each nail of the dash and deep
simple is it green with which is beautiful each look temporary
flowers every color is grand and loved by one look
it goes around the lily of water which swirls and eddies.

Each mighty step from insight which is rich the birds
fly high which certainly is found because the left of dawn
turning bright perching on wood as they awaken,
which is captured by the poet who pursues the snake
it is free to walk therein upon it,
the wings connected completion broad breath the land
where she goes when he it she turns,
knowing it is thus, she rests therein upon and full to the base.

A butterfly yellow when in flight is sweet discerned,
because of a certain remainder of the air is thrown
in the same way as him and why do you shake it thus so.