Southern Tea

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Southern Tea

Inhaling deeply, a clean blend of
lemonade and gardenia
imprinted casually in a shirt collar
Somewhere below the timid shadow of
a toothpick that grows as the Marlboro
red sun sets over aged green waters
glistening fromreflections of nearby grill fires
and the flittering of lighting bugs
trapped in jelly jars
The noise permeates the air, as thick as
lit citronella candles and those savored
delicately whispered "honeys"
in back yards filled with the endless clutter
of pine cones and crabapple blossoms
Rocking rhythmically on a porch swing
to the nonchalant knocking of ice
in a tall glass of lemon tea,
Heavily sugared, just like the
South

 

Made me want to sit on the porch and eat honeysuckles
Very nice...
peace
barefootnikki

 

i don't usually come over into the poetry section but I saw the title of your poem and ventured in being I am from the south. Thanks for posting this I dig it!!!

 

Thanks for the feedback! It's appreciated

Peace n` Love

 

ME TOO! My first time here and it was the title. I'm in the south and adore sweet tea
peace
barefootnikki

 

grooovy dude

lots of carfully thought out words and discription
seems cmplex yet simple i dig it much

 

This is great. I like the Marlboro red sun. Nice warm tone, colours, smells.