James McLain

Gold Star - 40,778 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

I Can Smell It - Poem by James McLain

Blowing in from the wind,
across the sand there as you last left it.
It was there I to find and wading over through it, I to find.
The leaves laid across it, have parted slightly.
And bright is the sun, one ray of it asking, left of it?
Hair of your silk, I can smell it.
Each new found sound, moans throaty the wind.
The sun wraps each wave, comes around it.
It is something when speaking I sometimes hear.
Something lost again found you remained.
Picking it up, it is stained with the ocean, it's salt.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011

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