a Georgia summer

a Georgia summer

A Poem by joshua deathdealer
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05/2012

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Tripping over rows in the cotton fields, 
we ran from what everyone thought.
Our sweet teas splashing out with 
every step until we reached the huge
live oak that grew its branches out
like a green web, hiding us from the 
workers and the passersby.

The heat did nothing to subdue our
passion as we clung to each other
like it was the last time.

Maybe if we would have known that
it was the last time we would have
stayed beneath that old tree. We
probably wouldn't have ran away
from the Georgia summer rain.

Perhaps we would have embraced 
it and I could have remained in the
solace of your arms a little longer.

© 2012 joshua deathdealer


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Started out so lovely then got so sad but, thats the case for some love. You begin to let something beautiful grow against the odds and before you know it the odds catch up to you . Making you think you should have held on a little tighter. Anyways well done, the words just seem to flow as you expressed the moment through description but, never directly saying what i was.

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Started out so lovely then got so sad but, thats the case for some love. You begin to let something beautiful grow against the odds and before you know it the odds catch up to you . Making you think you should have held on a little tighter. Anyways well done, the words just seem to flow as you expressed the moment through description but, never directly saying what i was.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I always really enjoy reading your writing. I liked this a lot, and the metaphoric resonances within, even if you might not have planned them or noticed them yourself. I tend to read more into things than what is really there, so I'm probably just making those metaphors up.
Anyway, thank you for sharing :) (this and all your others :))
Very well done

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The passion in this poem along with the imagery made a breathtaking poem. I'm a romantic so the thought of briefly leaving reality to be somewhere special with someone special is so attractive in a way. I envy your ability to write it so well. J'adore! -Ian

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Being from Georgia, this played like a movie; could almost hear the cicadas in the distance. Oh how I miss the southern sweet tea, oaks with Spanish moss draped throughout the branches. I was so amazed at the fields of cotton when I first saw them. Love on a hot afternoon. Very reminiscent. Thank you for this trip down memory lane.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Scoot over, let me sit down, in this sweet poem. ah, poetry. Mr. well done poem here.
thank you, much appreciated... WS, the Conductor of the Poetry E Train...

Posted 8 Years Ago


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very nice

Posted 9 Years Ago


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this is so quintessentially deep south. the cotton fields, sweet tea, live oaks and ever present heat. i haven't spent a lot of time there, but your words brought me right back. and the only thing that could make you forget the heat of the day is the heat of passion. i really enjoyed this poem. so sad. another example of things being clearer in retrospect. life should come with mulligans (do-overs).

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Reminiscent and it signifies so well that moment.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Lovely imagery.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is beautiful, eloquent and gentle writing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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joshua deathdealer
joshua deathdealer

Casket City, FL



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