Tennessee Poems - Poems about Tennessee

Little Bluebird, tell me when I can dance with you again I kind of did that afternoon Inside that Tennessee saloon The country music playing loud I stood behind you in the crowd I slowly moved in sync with you We didn't touch, I wanted to You turned around and looked at me A picture for my memory For when I looked you...

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On my farm, my daughter Zoe grew strong She became a beauty, like a happy country song. She didn't smoke or drink, had lots of fresh air But an exorcist once took a look, told me to beware Down a dusty road in the evening glow, She'd walk in her gown where the wildflowers grow. Deceptive beauty...

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Some lost their lights, the brilliance Electricity, burning through the night Inviting, inspiring, igniting our lives. Some lost their water, the gentle flow Source of hope and wonder, graceful Moving over the spirit, sweet fulfillment. Some lost their ability to communicate Cell phones grew quiet, the internet – silent Most felt some anxiety, lonesome, isolated. Some lost their food as frozen staples melted While cold...

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Oh Tennessee, bard divine, what gems you've given, Of truth and pain from your wrecked life riven. Though critics scorned, your genius shone In shabby rooms where oft alone, You typed amid plumes of smoke, your soul's sad cry - A Streetcar Named Desire, my oh my! Your plays laid bare the human heart, Its longing, fear, and rage...

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Smoky mountain range the smell of backwoods cooking barbecue and pies...

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~ Mary Fields… Was born into slavery somewhere back east she thought it was Hickman County, Tennessee Growing up, she had learned how to read and write though she'd spent her childhood in captivity Came to Montana to live life as a nun but learned she was better suited for fight'n She stood six foot tall and weighed two hundred pounds wore a...

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Lessons Learned from the Tennessee Valley Spoiled have we become!? When you look back from whence, we have begun, the provision of profit to our young, that sheltered them from hard work, and supplied them with ample fun, have we spoiled our generations to come, only to be left undone? The Tennessee Valley in the forties, provided generations of poverty, the aftermath...

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I don't know How But we let it happen again there are already too many too many angels in the sky too many. a girl trying to save everyone a heroine a little boy who had siblings waiting for him to come home A sweet girl With the Lord in her heart A headmaster- a woman with too much love in her heart a custodian- a man deeply loved who deeply loved sub- who...

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We have traveled to thirty-seven states, the youngster told me. He is only eight, so this is quite the accomplishment. I collect one rock from each state, want to see them? His mother rolls her eyes, as if it is no big deal. It is a big deal to me; I am also a rock collector. Sure! He takes me into...

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Time is vertical in motels, it travels red-eyed in elevators. It’s an out of sequence conversation you have with an ice bucket. Barefoot hours drop their hairballs into air-ducts, spindrifts of sweat drift unfiltered. Morning lifts ears first, they open eyes in your mind. Early risers thump down hallways, trundling wheels pulled by heavy hands. Perched on a sagging bed, one sock in hand, drinking sour wine...

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The beautiful trees, In RED country! Looks so great to me. ...

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She looked tame, and the entire breakfast area had men in it. I sat on a high stool directly across from her; we are in a hotel lobby. I did not expect her to speak, but she did. “Where are you from?” I told her Kansas City. She asked why I was here. My granddaughter’s graduation. She said “Guess what...

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An evil warlock changed my vicissitudes on this horrible mean day. It only took seconds, but he took all my power and confidence away. I went from a woman to a purple dragon with red stripes you see. He was in cahoots with an ogre who has always hated little ole me. They transmuted me with abnormally joyful anticipation...

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We will visit your girl scout camp we promised our daughter. Headed down to Tennessee on a Saturday morning like we ought’er. Arrived around six a.m. thinking the campers would be awake. No one was around in the empty buildings, for goodness sakes! Where are they? My husband asked. It’s a ghost town here. We finally drove around the camp...

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We will visit your Girl Scout camp we promised our daughter. Headed down to Tennessee on a Saturday morning like we ought’er. Arrived around six a.m. thinking the campers would be awake. No one was around in the empty buildings, for goodness sakes! Where are they? My husband asked. It’s a ghost town here. We finally drove around the camp...

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