................'Black Robed The Bench And Power' Poem by James McLain
................'Black Robed The Bench And Power'
Huddled poor the masses, did you say, not I.
Whirlpools hide the dragon and it's eye.
Needles would I thread upon one point.
Before the Gavel falls, I'd hear your allocution.
While one was never made, ambition grew.
Each priest before his god, one never stood.
Here a rose and there it's bud, yet beauty paused.
Lillie's look caused her to Donn a rustic mask.
This is such a fabulously romantic write my friend! I read it several times and it gives such a good feeling... thank you for it. Smiling at you Tai, donning her black robes tonight! Happy Halloween
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4/17/2024 8:06:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Love lines like this: Here a rose and there it's bud, yet beauty paused I am going to spend time with this poem & work on understanding the dept of how the title works with the stanzas. Thank you for slowing me down!