What You See Is Change Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

What You See Is Change



Faint traces some have leaving left,
one hdden path I seek.
Climates change behind the Snow,
the valley it is deep.
Dreaming, deeply sleeping,
every night, I hold on to my life.
I pluck a foreign object,
from each passing star in sight.
Modern herbs that make him whole,
flowers in the snow.
Bones are white as darkness hides,
the marrow in the light.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014
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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