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Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

0 posted 1999-12-09 06:18 PM

Just a country boy

From lonely country cricket nights
I wondered into city lights.
From country grass and country feel,
Into valleys of glass and steel.

From country music foot and tap,
Into whirling lights and city wrap.
From country food grits and beans,
To food dispensed by weird machines.

From hay rides in the country night.
To sofas and apartment lights.
From country cider and country mash,
To Irish whisky or any stash.

From getting up at rise of sun,
To sleeping through till day is done.
From gleaming white of snow on snow,
To dirty mush where cars would go.

I think I prefer the country boy,
To all this fancy hoi polloi.

Jewl_24_1999
Member

since 1999-10-24

Posts 64
USA

1 posted 1999-12-09 06:23 PM

Wonderful poem! It made me think of home.

hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius

since 1999-07-05

Posts 10750
Glen Hope, PA USA

2 posted 1999-12-09 06:47 PM

Seymore...
Don't you know dear fellow poet, you can take the boy out of the country, but you can never take the country out of the boy. You will always be a country boy as I will always be a country girl.

Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-11-08

Posts 9269
Pennsylvania

3 posted 1999-12-09 09:02 PM

Trying to think where they eat grits and it snows. oh, well
This was fun to read
Liz

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

4 posted 1999-12-09 09:27 PM

Seymour -
Git yo'sef back to the country.
Grits, 'taters
and green fried 'maters.
Country boy ... you done worked up a powerful appetite !
You are talking to a country gal here for sure.
Acres and acres of acres and acres.
I loved this reminder of where our roots are buried ... there grows our soul.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now ... Miss Lizzie my friend ...
A POET could eat GRITS anywhere he wants!
Ain't cha' ever heared tell of grocery stores?

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
[email protected]

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

5 posted 1999-12-09 09:38 PM

Jewl,
Thank you much.
Hoot,
what you say is true. *L*
Liz,
In my country anything can happen. *L*
Marge,
Acres and acres of thanks.

Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-11-08

Posts 9269
Pennsylvania

6 posted 1999-12-09 09:41 PM

Then let it
Liz

Betty Gravitt
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since 1999-09-11

Posts 222
Georgia United States

7 posted 1999-12-09 09:41 PM

Seymour another country girl here. To phrase a country song, "i was raised on country sunshine". Need a break my friend? The country is a healer for the soul. I love this. Simply divine.

B Gravitt

Balladeer

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since 1999-06-05

Posts 25505
Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA

8 posted 1999-12-09 11:35 PM

Sy, this is a good one. The wording and the phrases are very clever and constructed excellently. Good mind at work here.

WhtDove
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since 1999-07-22

Posts 9245
Illinois

9 posted 1999-12-10 12:36 PM

Good ol' country boy! You describe it well. I like to be in the country, well, if I'm still close enough to civilization that is. I'd rather look at the beauty of snow then the dirty mush of traffic too! Wonderful Seymour.

Denise

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Member Seraphic

since 1999-08-22

Posts 22648

10 posted 1999-12-10 12:41 PM

Wow! Most excellent!

Denise

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

11 posted 1999-12-10 09:33 AM

Liz,
My secret to grits is ketchup,
Love grits with ketchup. *L*
Betty,
Love the water too, trying to get them both together somehow. Thanks for the read and comment.
Balladeer,
Praise from you makes my day.
WhtDove,
Thanks for the wonderful *L*
Denise,
And you for the WOW. *L*

Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-11-08

Posts 9269
Pennsylvania

12 posted 1999-12-10 09:37 AM

What in the heck does that mean?

Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-11-08

Posts 9269
Pennsylvania

13 posted 1999-12-10 09:40 AM

Look, I spent years in South Carolina and ate lots of grits, but never saw 'em eaten with ketchup!
Liz

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

14 posted 1999-12-10 09:54 AM

This country girl loves your poem, Seymour (But ketchup? YUK! LOL... Gimme picante sauce or butter on MY grits! LOL)

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