To Walk In The Park Is To Walk In The Dark Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

To Walk In The Park Is To Walk In The Dark



Shadows of tree's
without any leaves moving
their limbs
back and forth over head.
Bushes not seen
are bushes I feel my one good
arm pushes my fingers deeper in.
Drawing it out all the way out
my head is stuck
as the wind moves the leaves
over the cool barren ground
where you found me.

Saturday, August 15, 2015
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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