Breathitt County Girls

Breathitt County Girls

A Poem by Deep in the Woodline...
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Just an acrostic about a look back into the past and the realization that the dreams of youth are almost never the reality of the future...

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Bibs and shorty shorts swish down old roads

Reminders of yesterday's dreams

Eternal youth ticks off, day by day

And quickly escapes, years at a time

To become tomorrow, then today

How did that happen?

It was only this morning

That they walked sun-filled meadows

Talking in whispers of lifetimes ahead

 

Child's cocoon shed like snakeskin

On rebirth by metamorphosis

Until full-grown women emerged

Not quite sure what happened

That caused girlish ghosts to

Yell out for promises unkept

 

Gracious is hand of time

In touching faces and hearts

Reality defines new destinies in

Lieu of worn out dreams and tears

Special, those Breathitt county girls


© 2010 Deep in the Woodline...



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Not quite sure what happened
That caused girlish ghosts to
Yell out for promises unkept

Yes...........don't we all understand that, the childhood dreams, the teen hopes, and expectations captured in your words, and it only seems yesterday that life was before us and now it is behind us in so many ways, all these new experiences have passed.........I always love your pieces that bring clarity and truth.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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i don't think there is anything more tragic on this planet than what time can do to a carefree country girl...this one needs to be in a high school literature book

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh, those old Kentucky roads and the gals (and guys) we left behind us . . .

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

no one really sees us grow up but we do...that's part of the magic I suppose.
cheers to you and your Breathitt county girl!

....and ps....many more wonderful poems, plz!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Not quite sure what happened
That caused girlish ghosts to
Yell out for promises unkept

Yes...........don't we all understand that, the childhood dreams, the teen hopes, and expectations captured in your words, and it only seems yesterday that life was before us and now it is behind us in so many ways, all these new experiences have passed.........I always love your pieces that bring clarity and truth.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on October 2, 2010
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Tags: rememberance, nostalgia, maturity, childhood, womanhood

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Deep in the Woodline...
Deep in the Woodline...

Where-You-Least-Expect-Me-To-Be, KY



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