Of Poets, By Poets Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Of Poets, By Poets



For her this time his rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twins of sheer, Luna.
Shall find her own sweet name, whence nestling lies
Upon the page, unwrapped to see inside each reader.
Search narrowly there the lines!
They hold a treasure more than her hearts treasure.
Divine- a talisman- an amulet, one white stone.
That must be worn upon inside the heart.
Search out well the measure of it, naught at all.
Thy words - thy syllables! lest do not me forget.
Hence you may I might then lose your life in labor.
Enwritten upon, beneeth the leaf we now are peering.
Eyes scintillating skry the soul, therein it lies next to us.
Three eloquent words have I oft uttered in the hearing.
Of poets, by poets
and as my name it is it a poet's, because written in yours is to.
By Its very letters, although naturally you to are lieing.
Although you can't but do the best you can you can't undo it.

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