Kudzu Vine Poems - Poems about Kudzu Vine

...I moved South from Seattle's rainy haze, To Atlanta's charm in the early 80s days. They called me a Yankee, a foreign soul, But Southern living soon took its toll. Sightseeing spots, reminders ......

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...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displayed wash The yesteryear clotheslines of our country have mostly gone Gone with the same way of old fashioned outdated panache Panache as when women dress......

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...I remember him as if it were yesterday, picking black berries for his mom’s cobbler pie. He was bare foot with a dirty shirt and frayed blue jeans; if you want to call them blue. His hair di......

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