Friday, May 24, 2013

 
 
Driving South
 
~ Magnolias ~
 
 
You smell them first
in Alabama;
a gentle spritz in the air,
tickling your nose
with anticipation ~
 
By Mississippi you know you are
in The South;
their scent heavy now
with hot promise
a lazy weight in the air ~ 
 
Louisiana calls to you
echoing a past;
both grand and foreign,
shaming Emeraude
with unfathomable glory ~
 
Then, you taste it stuck
in the back of your throat;
clogging your nostrils
grotesquely pungent with decay . . .
yet irresistible.
 
© ACG
24 May 2013
 
 


Thursday, May 09, 2013

 
 
swaying spanish moss
st louis cemetery one
mississippi queen
 

 
©ACG
09 May 2013