Nine Ducks Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Nine Ducks



Her drowsy head, mid summers heat.
He lifts his right wing, which is limp,
nodding satisfaction.
To hear him sing,
inside upon the water where the lake.
Indistinct these lakes are distant to between.
The oil on his feathers where they are green.
Spread across the open water,
romance has left seven separate trails.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tai Chi Italy 14 July 2011

Tampa! lol Excuse my stupidity iip! lol I adore the title of this confident Drake with several ducks paddling in his lake, of a poem! lol I loved the limp wing image and the green of the plumage. Smiling at you Tai x

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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