Under The Red Full Moon Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Under The Red Full Moon

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It is strange this light I use to read by
butterflies and months
I can not hear the bat it can't read my lips
the way you do.

It is strange this light I use to see you by
lost for years
the net I used was full of holes
no butterfly or moths
got caught
I can see the light shine down its red
the moon is full.

Sunday, December 14, 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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