"Red Alabama"

Soul soup
dried to flakes in a bowl.
His fist dents the earth
as weeds part
for the moving S.

"Tell me
where that w***e gone."
She wants the barrel,
the blue cold fact,
the chill past moaning.

"Hey baby,
I can save you
and y’ whole girlhood--
your whole graham cracker
cherry cake shoe glue."

 

The minks love

mating you,

burgeoning fate

as the sky licks clouds

off its crisp blue dress.

Now I know,
and it's too sad
to shake. That ochre

furrow in your heart.

This long way home.

 

Reviews

[KAOlmsted]

"as the sky licks clouds
off its crisp blue dress."

I love that! Love love love it...even though I would have said "flicks" *laugh* Meh, six of one...

I live right on the border of Alabama, so I really wanted to read this; for some reason I thought it was going to be a political piece xD I'm kind of glad it wasn't, because this is great.

Thanks for featuring this one Steven, I may have missed it otherwise and that, my friend, would have been a serious tragedy.

[Steven]

Lol.. thanks Kimmer!

[KAOlmsted]

Always my pleasure, Steven.

[DaniElle LaPointe]

Ochre furrow in your heart...
Sigh.
Contemplating sentiment and vigor in your lines.
Sigh.
Jealousy, thou art a malevolent b***h.

[Steven]

hahaha... favorite comment in a looong time ;)

[DaniElle LaPointe]

;) always a pleasure Steven :D

[Muse]

Is it normal to feel hungry after reading poetry? Maybe this inspired the making of some Smores?

[Clara]

Loved reading every single line.
You write with such gumption.

Love it.

[Rane Miller]

It's rare that a poem is written where each and every stanza is just as strong as the one prior as well as that which follows. This is immaculate. For me though, the third stanza stood out as the unraveling soul of the piece, it explains evey other line wonderfully. It's the core and I love it. So much that could be interpreted differently, different emotions swirling through the letters. Well done.

[Mic]

Ouch. Gritty. Love the word play. Very well done.

[h d e rushin]

"Baby baby,
I can save you
and your whole girlhood
your whole graham cracker
cherry cake, shoe glue"

Hell Yeah Steven! "Red Alabama" dana

[Corset]

as the sky licks clouds

off its crisp blue dress.

I still love that line like I love my mother, that line is immaculate

[Emily B]

i wondered what a new york boy might know about red dirt clay, i kept wanting to look away from the images in your poem, they were too harsh for this early morning, but i recognize art when i see it

sometimes the south is too full of harsh memories that linger on the wind, but that may be because i've never traveled north

[Steven]

Thanks Em. I def have a little red clay in my heart

[Emily B]

all the best people do