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Southern Livin' |
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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida 
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Ok you guys, here is a rare happy one from me.... yikes!! could it be????? heehee Southern Livin' Swings on the porch, Magnolias, gardenias and Jasmine compete for your nose And the purpose it serves. Shades of green vary in So many degrees-- From tree to bush to vine To lawn to delicate leaf. Lavender, pink, orange and Red-- Colors planted for which your sight To feed upon. Breezes from the sea, Salt, you swear, you can taste On the wind. Barefoot is the shoe style, Summer dresses flutter at the knee. Shoulders tanned golden brown, Skin so soft from the sand scrubbing At the beach. Live Oak branches beckon, "Come! Come, climb on me!! See if you can hear the stories I feel." Quaintest little fruit stand you Ever saw on the corner, Pace as slow as molasses, But somehow, You just don't mind. Must be all those hearts of gold you find. *****kynder  The years teach much which the days never know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Click Member
since 2000-06-11
Posts 202USA |
I can see home... as I remember it!! Thanks!! Click |
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bluebrdy65 Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 276Gladys, |
I love this one I have to hit print when at the beach you definetly taste the salt. I love southern living and life being slow. wonderful poem you have described both of my homes |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
Yes. Great poem. I thought I was there, smelt the smells, the breeze on my skin and hair, saw the colours ... Lotharingia "For God's sake, he's a poet. Poets are meant to feel miserable. Otherwise, what the hell are they here for? What are they going to write about?" Tom Holland |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
yes Kynder this is a different one from you but it's is another great piece of your work i love it keep it up. In your words JJ |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
love this one Kynder, I grew up on a beach with a great tree on the lining of the sea. I can still smell the salt, hear the gulls, see the tide pools, feel the sand. Great. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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