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1slick_lady
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standing on a shadow's lace

0 posted 2010-05-31 01:16 PM



Grits

life can be a country song
truly the pickins’ of a twang
smooth warm honey flowing over
the edges of butter baked dough
rain comes echoing over rusty tin roof
and in it I hear the music of patience  
a little backwards on the side of strong
at seventeen, I thought I knew it all
forward fast time has a way of going on
with dreams I hang on to without reason
back doors still slam and road dust rolls
of summer nights in honeysuckle air
yet, I strongly have a voice singing melody
God bless the fact I still have southern grits

"I'm so hard to handle
I'm selfish and I'm sad."
— Joni Mitchell



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1 posted 2010-05-31 04:36 PM


Hate grits, love honeysuckle and this poem.
                                   Ida

threadbear
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Indy
2 posted 2010-05-31 09:35 PM


and in it I hear the music of patience  
a little backwards on the side of strong


...i marvelled at the precise brilliance of how this describes the South.

Amaryllis
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since 2010-05-20
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3 posted 2010-06-01 01:44 AM


Ahh, another song of the south.. excellent writing, I enjoy your embedded rhyme and lovely sonics! Beautiful.
Richy
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4 posted 2010-06-01 09:18 AM



God bless in deed.

"rain comes echoing over rusty tin roof
and in it I hear the music of patience  
a little backwards on the side of strong
at seventeen, I thought I knew it all
forward fast time has a way of going on
with dreams I hang on to without reason"

Loving your writing lately Helen, but then, I always do.
Richard xx


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5 posted 2010-06-28 01:28 PM


Rather fond of grits myself Ma'am...
and honeysuckle... and what I remember of living in a place where the front porch on warm evening was a normal place to be...

enjoyed the poem.... and the thoughts it brought.

Eldest
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Alabama
6 posted 2010-06-28 04:40 PM


grits, gardenias and hot summer nights...life in the south
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