Best Georgia Poems

The sensitive strokes of Georgia O'Keeffe's brush
have aroused in sweet pea petals, a tender pink blush
In these ruffled labian folds, painted as a fragile flower
buds beget blooms in their feminine garden bower
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scant moon -
lullaby’s a whisper.
sleeps soon,
after mother’s kissed her.

moon high,
over dusk-hue passion.
I sigh
with twilight’s compassion.

peeking
between the pines, her eyes
streaking.
winsome drive  - crescent dives.

descent,
of what’s left, of the moon.
advent
of season, coming soon.

Christmas,
aft will bring a moon, black.
snow sass
in cul de sac.


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Haiku one of my first poems on soup
rattlesnake


Georgia rattlesnake
venomous dangerous foe
hidden in garden  

A Rattlesnake In Georgia
Metamorph Revision

To the herb garden meandered
   Some squash needed picking
Gloved hands and a six inch long blade
   No thoughts of snake sticking

Rockie our Rat...

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I went to Georgia without my bonjo in my hand
I knew it would be great after I landed and took a stand
I told them my name and they asked, "What's your fame?"
I reached for my muse and turned it loose like a goose
They straightened their...

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the wagon’s resting
amidst the shining jade moss —
a ruby jewel

1/7/2019...

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AUTUMN IN GEORGIA


If you have never been  to Georgia
You just may never see
Any thing more beautiful
Than a lane of autumn trees

There's nothing quite as picturesque
As the scenery you see here
That is why my roots run deep
No place could be so dear

Yes, Hawaii has its...

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She Such A Ravishing Sweet Georgia Peach

I at naked horror of truth laid bare
loved her, beauty with long raven hair,
that magnificent grace of her sweet soul
those long, curly tresses blacker than coal
yet such a goddess was beyond my reach,
she such a ravishing sweet Georgia peach!

I...

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Heap
of leaves,
fluttering.
There is no rain
to restrain their act.
Blustery winds
animate;
backyard
drift.
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"GEORGIA"





FREEDOM 

is being 
"YOU"

without 
anyone 
else's 
permission...



LOVE,
your 
Mother
3/2/18
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A Georgia peach
Nourishes the body and soul
Beauty and good food...

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Thinking a sleeping owl perched on a rail in late afternoon would never notice
As I tried to pet its delicate feathers, to touch its chestnut brown grayish-ness
The Okefenokee Swamp owl bit me in 1973

Returning I thought as a symbol in 1986
Taking the place of wisdom...

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I've lived in Idaho before they turned our state sideways to resemble a gun
Seen lively conversation stop midsentence aftering catching a glimpse      Of the sun

Yeah and some may say we got rivers, but they're dead wrong.
These are God's Tears ...

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She was a Preacher’s daughter and a little Georgia peach,
With a slow southern drawl in her unassuming speech.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a shape that caught the eye,
Which made her God-fearing father just want to sigh…

He preached in his sermons to turn the other cheek,
But...

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Dear Southern Gals

Savannah - oh honey
You beautiful Belle
Your locks long and loose
And silver as well
Muted mementos
Of suffering of pain
Of tears you have wept
Long rivers of rain

Georgia - oh honey
You dear southern Belle
Your story is cruel
And shameful as well
Your tresses have witnessed
In somber green gray 
The...

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The cadence of the knell on the wind Lord
Has folk peering from windows and doors
A reminder of fickle mortality
Peals forlornly, for whom the bell tolls

The screams of the Angels, are deafening
Those with the conscience to hear
Dark Winter, cuts colder than ice
Unfolding, the fear of all...

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