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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A touching poem. Young love enjoyed to its fullest.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Wow, I think I've lived this scene before.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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great poem! good job keep on writing :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Like a story in the 1800's

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I love the feelings and the images your poem created when I read it. Your heartfelt memory is a beautiful thing, well worth the moment...Thanks for sharing Joshua.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very kewl Joshua enjoyed what you whispered

Posted 12 Years Ago


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before i read this.. i hated sweet tea.. for personal reasons of course.. but now i am wondering.. what is all the rave about.. am i missing something about sweet tea? It must be the perfume of love.. I need some, i want some.. gonna get me some sweet tea.. if anything.. i will drive down to GA find some outback gas station that sells sweet tea, take a couple of swigs of that brown swallow.. and reminisce on this brilliant poem.. nice write -s

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Wahh :'( Sad, yet so beautifully written.
This went like a movie in my head. Awesome work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

another touching poem.. thank you..

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Interesting poem and concept. I loved the story line within it. It is hard to lose something that wa precious to you. This poem sweet and amazing. Great as always. I absolutely love it. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Added on May 8, 2012
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Tags: love, romance, summer

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joshua deathdealer
joshua deathdealer

Casket City, FL



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