Jes cuz I warn’t born/
down South in Dixie, don’t mean/
I can’t still love her.
Posts Tagged ‘southern’
I Wasn’t Born In Dixie, But … : Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
May 18, 2018Afternoon In A Surprise Museum: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse
February 26, 2015As the southern
evening bells
rang,
I banged
the skin drum
and sang:
“Yah, yah hey yah hah!”
Then rubbed I
the dugout canoe,
and dreamed,
and cared not
who heard my chanted prayer,
nor that I got splinters
in my hand.
I thought of she
and he,
and that they
might be better.
But observational joy
is never a contest.
Fulfilling Fantasies: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
May 8, 2014She keeps fulfilling/
fantasies: Young, a doctor,/
southern literate.
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