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South Poems - Poems about South

Premium Member 6535 SOUTH BISHOP CHICAGO HEAVEN
THE UNSEEN TERROR BEHIND MY WEARING PREGNANT FOR THE FBI CHICAGO FIELD OFFICE LIVING AT 6535 SOUTH BISHOP CHICAGO WE LIVED ON THE FIRST FLOOR THE BUILDING OWNED BY PAPPA DUKES LONGTIME PILAR OF CHICAGO HE WAS LIKE THE FOSTER FATHER OF THE SOUTHSIDE ON THE COUNT HE OWNED THE SOUTH BALL TEAM BASEBALL IN...

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Categories: south, allah,
Form: Naat
Premium Member Buffalo City
He took a plane to Rapid City Hoped the bike trip would be pretty Took a cab to where the trail began— He had the spark of a younger man. Next day he cycled on the Mickelson Trail Though he knew he was in a moving jail Higher ups told us he must be kept down If left alone, he'd gain a...

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Categories: south, allegory, allusion, crazy, culture,
Form: Lyric



The haze of the South
the warmth in the eyes is how the mountain outlines left in me, unspoken by sunsets by the ghosts of what never happened the echoes measured the distance still not having found a form, they wander just like you and me through our valleys the saddened silence in me I'll enshrine as an aftertaste of the grape sun look at who you are...

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Categories: south, feelings, imagery, longing, nature,
Form: Free verse
It All Went South
Into me When will they see I shall let myself be Inertwine in revolution Searching for peace Why has it become so hard Almost 50 years to the day Alone I sit Ponder it all I need it to end This insecurity No longer a child Don't want to be an adult Time is slipping away Running out of life Will I be this way for all my days Where is...

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Categories: south, age, childhood, loneliness, remember,
Form: Free verse
The Echo Returns Not
The Echo Returns Not Sponsor : Unseeking the Seeker [ Poet’s note : SOLOMON MAHLANGU was a South African Freedom fighter & cherished leader in revolutionary army, Umkhonto we Sizwe. He was sentenced to death by hanging, by the Apartheid Government on 2 March 1978 & hung on 6 April 1979. Though he was not actually...

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Categories: south, adventure, africa, angst, character,
Form: Prose Poetry



Premium Member south american dandy
orange cock of the rock south american dandy wooing females...

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Categories: south, bird,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member south
south facing fluffed dove standing on garden gray fence.... north wind plays windchimes ...

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Categories: south, bird, weather,
Form: Haiku
Coyotes, Sex, and Cartridges: Mary in the Window
The American South sits in my throat like grief. Faded floral curtains on Either side of a square, stained window Brown flecks, sometimes red, like the one in My brother’s eye— Nobody knows where they come from. Do you think Eve and Lilith used to kiss? In the garden where no one could see? New Mexico coyotes, dug up from pond banks Smile at me...

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Categories: south, growing up, identity, places,
Form: Free verse
My own personal updates part four Q and A
Q: What digital healthcare card did I receive in the mail? A: It's my United Health care's digital U Card. Q: What are some of the visions that Crystal Love for Jesus see recently? A: After the rapture, armed men are going to loot the homes of the raputured ...

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Categories: south, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose
Unrequited
Katie’s ribs pressed against her skin, the sharp angles of a body once soft. She lifted her blouse, let me see— the stubs, the little bumps, two perfect incisions smooth as marble. I swallowed. Physically lubricious—I couldn’t do it. Her perfume fought the chemo stench. Coiffed mascara, a careful face, a practiced smile, teeth too straight. She asked if I still wrote poetry. I said nothing. Once,...

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Categories: south, america, bridal shower, death
Form: Free verse
The Dirty South
Red clay clings to the heels of the lost, Drifting through streets where the past still lingers, A heat that hums like a preacher's pause— Heavy with memory, thick with regret. Bourbon pools in the cracked-glass dusk, As magnolia ghosts whisper through fences, Their petals wilting in the weight of time. The train wails lonely across the river, Carrying ghosts and gamblers alike, Their...

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Categories: south, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Blues Sonnet for Jan
Event: Anglo-Boer War 1899–1902—Measles epidemic in the concentration camps. In the voice of: Sannie Botha (a survivor). Jan’s cough kept me awake all through the night. The children are all coughing in the night; the fevers gave us all a mighty fright. The red, now itchy, spots on body parts; “Oh! Son Jan, don’t you scratch the itchy parts, as scabs and...

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Categories: south, africa, conflict, endurance,
Form: Sonnet
Josh Moore Sioux Falls South Dakota 2025
Idea of profit hope for snowflake March and November rain. Are you leading back to Rapid City or Pine Ridge? I was in the halfway house in Mitchell. Did you visit the Corn Palace or the doll shop? I heard you are in Aberdeen. I am still your dream? Symmetrical preponderance stopwatch courthouse cuckoo clock Spitting on...

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Categories: south, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Josh Moore Sioux Falls South Dakota 2025
Idea of profit hope for snowflake March and November rain. Are you leading back to Rapid City or Pine Ridge? I was in the halfway house in Mitchell. Did you visit the Corn Palace or the doll shop? I heard you are in Aberdeen. I am still your dream? Symmetrical preponderance stopwatch courthouse cuckoo clock Spitting on...

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Categories: south, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Josh Moore of South Dakota Why is God Love Jack?
Oval day broke and hunger looking for $5 meal Walk into the discount store. Food fossils line the shelves, with beverages stacked in dusty years and bread petrified with mold, hard for two weeks. Jesus sings to shoppers from the boombox. Nero mocks Biden for losing to Caesar. They ban weed and *********** but hand...

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Categories: south, addiction, angst, anxiety,
Form: Free verse

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