Incased* In *fire* This *ice Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Incased* In *fire* This *ice



Beltching wind of ice rains down this fire
scorching boulder chips hide behind
minds eye.
Lightning roars thunder seeks her skirt
tornado plies violent is his sport.
Rushing water fills your mind with fear
hear the name of he does
fly inside.
Gental is the breeze who cleans this up.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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