James McLain

Gold Star - 37,591 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

My Sister, Her Moon - Poem by James McLain

Pale is my sister, her moon.
It lies there sleeping when it is opened.
Light under my demanding, strong hand.
Mourning comes dawn, is my other.

One comet it comes with a white blazing tail.
The other sisters moon, it is quite.
Moon is my passion, passing my sister,
at dawn I'm the other, he is the brother.

Moon moves too her left,
and the comet flies by the light of the moon.
So in the middle a shadow, hot is the night.
My brother is kissed,
good morning, my sister, she is missed.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011


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