Leaving, I Graze Down Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Leaving, I Graze Down



Upon banners named spear
unfired spark unknown.
Trumpets barrel comming out
cold flamed soul is old.
Flooding plains hosting shields
fist high beaten thigh.
Drapes the arm caused no harm
eyes lite your charm.
Garment skin akin to second hide
from bodies wreath.
Loosed string heart of harp parts
journeys ferry rivers hold.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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