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Author Name: Premiumsheedreams 11 Comments
Date Added: January 01, 2010 20:01:30 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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...I Do
Do you long to go back home...
Where your heart lies buried
In the swamp
Feel the mud between your toes
  Wear a crown of hanging moss
Upon your head
The sweet scent of mildew
No longer hides underneath your bed
Of muscadine vines
Whatever possessed you to trade
The mysterious swamp
For a barren desert landscape
 
Do you miss the little green lizards
Remove their lacy gloves
  Gently place them
 On your sunny window sill
...And the crawfish
That climb out of clay castles
 Walking backwards; pinchers held high
A symbol of life standing still or...
Peddling backwards
 
How many springs have you counted
Without following the Azalea Trail
From your house to mine
 Do you dream of our favorite place
Hear the birds nesting in the arboretum
 Walk on a carpet of fragrant magnolia petals
After a morning shower
...Or catch sight of the white lace cap hydrangea
While the Wisteria drip shades of
Lavender and purple
 Dewdrops
Do you want to go back home?
...I do
 
 
 
 
 
Author's Notes:
...I miss my Louisiana home in the swamp. I cannot explain the exquisite fragrance of magnolia blossoms that have fallen on the trail after a brief shower...you almost regret stepping on them, but each step releases more of the fragrance.  And I have found the remnants of lizard skin taken off  and discarded like delicate gloves. Who would ever miss the sweet smell of mildew?  ok...once in awhile, I do...
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeHenry M. on January 12, 2010 08:01:14 PM Report
Like Dorothy said in the wizard of oz, there's no place like home! A place where you can always come to and feel protected and normal. Nice work on this Linda.  Hugs,   Henry
Comment By: FreeM J W Hayes on January 4, 2010 10:15:50 AM Report
What a vivid and inspired evocation of a former life, but does the Arizona life not hold different spells of its own?

Michael

Comment By: FreeMicky McMaster on January 2, 2010 07:46:39 PM Report
Sure feels like I've been there ,Linda Jo

because now I miss it too   lol

Great piece

 

Micky

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on January 1, 2010 11:14:39 PM Report
Delightfully descriptive...you took me there. This was a real pleasure to read. Great work Linda!

 

~Barbara~ 

Comment By: FreeHenry M. on June 30, 2009 09:30:31 AM Report
The places we call home are special to us in many different ways Linda, your desciptive words made me miss your home and I've never even been there! Awesome writing!   Henry
Comment By: FreeAmy on June 28, 2009 02:23:45 PM Report
Having gone from one region to another myself I could totally relate to this piece. I have lived in the desert more than once and I appreciate it for its unique beauty, but too long there and I long for magnolias, azaleas and (in my case) bluebonnets. Linda, this was very well written and the imagery was spot on.

~Amy

Comment By: FreeTina Steele on June 28, 2009 12:32:52 AM Report
awesome poem! i could visualize every detail in my mind. :)

Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on June 27, 2009 07:39:42 PM Report
From wetlands to desert would be quite a shock, alright. Not sure why, but the line about his heart being buried in the swamp made me chuckle. The descriptions of your old stomping grounds are just wonderful. I could almost see it...len
Comment By: Freemaggie lopez sherry wilbur on June 27, 2009 06:07:06 PM Report
most certainly i do. grew up in lousianna and i do miss it. very wonderful and vividly beautiful poem .
Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on June 27, 2009 06:05:03 PM Report
Linda:  this is beautiful.   Makes me want to wander there....

 

 

Lady D

Comment By: FreeMegan on June 27, 2009 06:03:48 PM Report
Sounds of such longing.




 


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