Carolina Poems - Poems about Carolina

According to the ballad, Davy Crockett, born in Tennessee (part of North Carolina at the time), kilt him a b'ar when he was only three (altho' only a song, always had my doubts about cruelty to animals from one so young). Playing with it night and day, young Davy should have taken more care (had a hunting reputation), he pulled the arms and legs off his...

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Chirping in the trees Notes weave through orange sunset Evening’s song takes flight ...

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Walking downtown streets of Asheville I could hear drums in the white wind Despite being deserted I feel a thrill Of creative energy hoping to thrive again The shops full of unique crafts and goods With store workers seemingly bored Gentrified was the emerald neighborhood But evidence of roots still in stores Helene had come through full steam Wiping away many...

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I took my bike on Amtrak, got off at Charlottesville. Climbed up to the Blue Ridge parkway, the first of many a hill. I met a Canadian Carpenter as I got closer to N.C. He was cycling alone; his wife would meet him in Miami. We shared some jokes and when food ran low resupplied at the green valley of...

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I left the old me on the South Carolina sand. The naive, sensitive, fragile girl stayed on that land. I signed my life away for a greater good out there. Sacrificed what I was to become someone better. I left that place as someone unrecognizably new. Stronger, braver, not someone easily subdued. South Carolina kept all that I was before. I clawed,...

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muddy waters recede give up beloved dead recovered appalachian songs eternal...

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Carolina Coast Nothing but stars in night sky Could I grab them all? ...

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Tides enfold first light, Golden hues seep through briny mist, Daybreak murmurs rest, Ebb and flow dance quietly, Dawn's tender overture sung....

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Fruity red pepper burns with the fire of dragons~ Coming and going...

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once again memories of sweet shrub quietly imposes ...

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Churches sit upon red hills And blue birdsong such a thrill Romantic eyes looks that kill Onyx night sky blue and still Lovely southern accent that rings In ears like song of sweetest dreams Neighborhood nosey busy body And dogwood flowers by the creek ...

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Purple phone on the piano Red rings sing of missed rendezvous I’m sure it is my fuchsia fellow But what’s a cocoa girl to do I’m in love with music and neon notes Are so fun to tangerine discover His heart amethyst art full of hope But melodies are my mahogany lover He beckons me with a turquoise tease I’m the man,...

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Winter sun is yellow gold Making mud run of melting snow And Carolina clay is frozen hill Where kids sled and play at will Frosted sky with cotton cloud In the eye of guy driving snow plow He’s hard at work while we all play All school kids search for snowy days ...

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I love the birds that make their home in Florida… The woodpeckers, doves and cardinals who live just beyond our front door… The pelicans, herons and spoonbills we see on our walks along the shore. And when we get to Florida…it does’t matter when…. I love how we are greeted every morning…by the Carolina wren. The Carolina wren is a...

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The streets are filled with crying men, filling the gutters up with tears. As we walk from our final shift, that’s fed us for a hundred years. Eleven hundred jobs vanished, like a leaf caught upon the wind. And Canton North Carolina, will never be the same again. What’s in store for us tomorrow, no one can ever really know. When your faith is...

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