Southern FLights Of Fancy (Retrospective)
Posted: February 14th, 2006, 4:59 pm
Southern Arkansas mornings blistering hot.
July daydreams spurred by puberty’s rage.
Sweet southern girls blooming like magnolias,
pink and white breast alluring but not
ready for the picking cherry not ripe.
Fishing in the shade barefoot excursions
wishing and praying for blow job aversions
to doing it by hand me down clothes
poor boy delta land scrapping the empty barrel.
She was a miracle inspiring suffocating hopes
to touch and feel sweaty skin deep emotions
glimpse the sweetness, smile shyly groping
for an entrance to the forbidden garden,
incidental contact of flesh monumental
rise to manhood aspirations
left on the bank unfulfilled daydreams.
She still walks in fertile fields of youthful pleasure
a pedestal placed jewel of untouched fantasies
never dirtied by intercourse remorse
broken hearted departed in anger conclusions.
Growing up poor white trash look down your noses
stereotyped by divisional class configurations.
Superior though because love was free
and lavished upon me without strings
wisdom given from life lived not puritanical driven
bullshit God is a tyrant hyped threats.
Treasures of the heart for a southern boy
dreaming of fantasized futuristic flights
of southern heated nights sweaty bodies
meshed in sensual exploratory probing
Simpler life, was the south of my youth.
1-21-06
July daydreams spurred by puberty’s rage.
Sweet southern girls blooming like magnolias,
pink and white breast alluring but not
ready for the picking cherry not ripe.
Fishing in the shade barefoot excursions
wishing and praying for blow job aversions
to doing it by hand me down clothes
poor boy delta land scrapping the empty barrel.
She was a miracle inspiring suffocating hopes
to touch and feel sweaty skin deep emotions
glimpse the sweetness, smile shyly groping
for an entrance to the forbidden garden,
incidental contact of flesh monumental
rise to manhood aspirations
left on the bank unfulfilled daydreams.
She still walks in fertile fields of youthful pleasure
a pedestal placed jewel of untouched fantasies
never dirtied by intercourse remorse
broken hearted departed in anger conclusions.
Growing up poor white trash look down your noses
stereotyped by divisional class configurations.
Superior though because love was free
and lavished upon me without strings
wisdom given from life lived not puritanical driven
bullshit God is a tyrant hyped threats.
Treasures of the heart for a southern boy
dreaming of fantasized futuristic flights
of southern heated nights sweaty bodies
meshed in sensual exploratory probing
Simpler life, was the south of my youth.
1-21-06
