Writing Poetry Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Writing Poetry



writing poetry
stories of love
one happy marriage
sex and the sun
deep pale moon
hot my passion
can run cold as ice
smell the rose
lily is gay
sugar and spice
lilies nice
water stay mirrors death
skipping rocks
breast feed the beast
without baby a day
night loves between each toe
god holds off the devil
wine, drugs death more sex
hurting children is worse than bad
one child can make peace
help her melt all the guns
juices run from the middle
oozes gold rich honey
red puffy lips how they shine
rasins dried in the sun
shinny brass every button
lolly pops are not always pink
red wine draws more dreams
milking the stones
hot melting butter
sucking noises
soft whimpers quite cries
help me sleep
much better
at night.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Black Bird 16 January 2010

Theres somthing so mysterious and intreguing about this one that makes me not quite understand yet I coulnd't stop reading. Line after line, I couldn't decide which emotion I was supposed to feel, happiness, or pain. Helplessness, or serenity. That was lovely

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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