Sleep Talk Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Sleep Talk

Rating: 3.5


Sleep talks more from not understanding it,
and while they come too see our ghost it listens,
most know we exchange passed glances knowingly.

Waiting less for those few eggs that hatched and flew,
What has raven done, with some bright shiney eyes?
And the rest outside the windows nest, sits empty.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 02 September 2009

This is beautiful with the raven and all that's left unspoken...(smile)

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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