Calling Back The Kinfolk

What popped in my head while I was watching football

Calling Back The Kinfolk

 

I am that sultry accent

Sticky as August and

Blackberry sweet

 

I am that whipcrack wit

Quick as a game day reception

And as jolting when it hits you

 

I am that beaded glass of sweet tea

Sugar rush and refreshing

And cold enough to cause a headache

 

I am the dichotomy of guns and grace

Prayers and politics

I am the devil and the do-gooder

The Saturday night rowdy

And the Sunday morning repenter

 

I am the smile I keep tucked

Beneath my knives

And both will cut you

If you venture too close

 

Look and listen

Read and remember

I am the surface saint who

Sings in dusty corners

Beckoning and beguiling as a wish

 

But do not think you understand

You do not belong here

And your blood is waiting

To speak the lie you live

 

-Zoe Richardson 

Author's Note

Therapy is expensive. Bubble wrap is cheap. You decide.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is highly creative & shows your amazing eye for detail . . . the kind that paints a bigger picture by using only a glib reference to some small thing, but becuz of the wisdom of selecting each detail, the tapestry is much fuller than just the words convey (((HUGS)))

[Zoe Richardson]

Thank you so much! That means so much coming from you. You really seem to get this, and what I try to do when I write. Each word is brushstroke. Or a stitch in a tapestry!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I will take the Bubble wrap. I absolutely love the contradictions expressed in this piece.
A real flavor of the South...men beware.
As Billy Joel sang..."she'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding"---
too many great lines in this to start naming them...but I will name one anyway.

"the Saturday night rowdy and the Sunday morning repenter"----

[Zoe Richardson]

I am so pleased you liked this! I don't really know where this came from, other than my won dichotomous nature. My two sides warring with themselves.