The Moon's Eclipsed Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

The Moon's Eclipsed

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From the bottom the tides rise,
It's as long as it is deep.
Loud is the ringing in our ear's,
Were coming home both blind.

The sun, the finish line,
Neither ever wins.
The moon is in eclipse,
And night is gone.

Thursday, November 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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