Ahh wish I could edit my posts. Well here is another poem.
This is a love letter from the North addressed to the South. During a time when you "stayed with your own kind". GAH I can't think of the word, but it is a nod to that.
Radiating with humid heat
Your brave Carolina heel striked me.
I never understood the connection
I never knew our reaction
Purring lips from enticing vines
Wrapping around my sweet Carolina.
Dusky nights under beached laden stars
Racing up towards delaware, devoid of all rushes
Carolina you promised me sweetness tonight.
Carolina you know, against you, goodness brushes
Along the northern border grows a mixed rally
The nesting grounds of known winter's bane
Called to those who would be wrapped in Nunavut's gleaming eyes
Sadness of giving without return allows you Carolina to decide
New York is pushed down against the wave of lakes.
Making mistakes only seemed natural
Letting seas fester in the maidens mist
But my sweet Carolina I still turned.
Carolina find me for you are missed
Deep in the tranquility of cascades;
Washington beckons me life of glory days
Longer than before night won't settle here
Because Carolina the moon isn't far.
I only traveled here for promises
If the day never comes when earth quakes
And fate is not rearranged
Remember the sweetness of Carolina
Is only a border away.
I have a very short story, about a page that is meant for a book. It contains some mild adult content. Should I post? or no?
Last edited by koincidenskis; 02-28-2013 at 06:33 PM.