James McLain

Gold Star - 40,603 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Why When You'Re Not - Poem by James McLain

Here We must be still.
The parting grass
gives nothing away.
White clouds lay
as one with the grass.
Open to the breeze.
Witnesses claim to see.
The deep small well,
has a root in it.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 2, 2013

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