The Twisted Kudzu Vine

Remembering America when clothesline displayed wash
The yesteryear clotheslines of our country have mostly gone
Gone with the same way of old fashioned outdated panache
Panache as when women dressed decent_men tipped hats agone

The yesteryear  clotheslines of our country have mostly gone
Disappeared from view like Johnny Cash's song "I Walk The Line"
Panache as when women dressed decent_men tipped hats agone
Morals, good principles have been twisted like Kudzu Vine

Disappeared from view like Johnny Cash's song "I Walk The Line"
Gone with the same way of old fashioned outdated panache
Morals, good principles have been twisted like Kudzu Vine
Remembering America when clothesline displayed wash
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Chappell Avatar
October 29, 2010 at 2:18 AM
great write here my friend wonderful thank you duncan
Falotico Avatar
September 22, 2010 at 2:07 PM
grew up with that same vision...thanks also for a good memory with this lovely write..always Michael
Peranteau Avatar
September 22, 2010 at 6:48 AM
Thanx for bringing back my lost visuals Sara ! O how I remember those days of hanging the wet wash and riping them down, *smiles*, and the clean smell ! Wonderful poem Sara ! james
Horsman Avatar
September 21, 2010 at 9:44 PM
love all these different themes you guys/gals come up with, and this is one of the best, " just love this poem ", Sara, Harry
Smalling Avatar
September 21, 2010 at 1:51 PM
Excellent portrait of the form, loved the nostalgic them too ... perfect for it. Soon we too shall be gone with time, but our children may read these words in school and remember us ... genius is never dust. Thanks for reading my poems, and for your comments
Keys Avatar
September 21, 2010 at 11:14 AM
i must really be old, i remember my mother's wash line, even though we had a washer and dryer - she loved the fresh air aroma of sun dryed clothes! thank you, chuck
Richards Avatar
September 21, 2010 at 8:33 AM
Well done, Sara...this could be a fine entry to more than one of the contests! ~ Carrie
Mehta Avatar
September 21, 2010 at 6:40 AM
Very very creative and interesting write on the line, Sara. Good luck in the contest.
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