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Southern Girl
by Gregory R SchelskeThat damn girl
keeps a little bit of Savannah
in her pocket.
We found a reason to carry on-
me and that southern girl;
She's no belle-
but, what the hell?
She carries sunsets
in her pocket.
And of a love
that once belonged to someone else-
that southern girl
reached through the dust
and handed me her halo. 09/20/2011 Posted on 09/20/2011
Copyright © 2026 Gregory R Schelske
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 09/21/11 at 09:35 PM Damn. What a southern girl that got you in her clutches and what a poem you were able to write about that. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 06/22/12 at 04:09 PM Beautiful! It appeals to me, a transplanted Mississippian to a place that claims to be southern but you can't find grits on the breakfast menu anywhere up here. yankeeville! Just iwish potatoes everywhere... ;-} |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 06/22/12 at 04:13 PM p.s. better tag this explicit since you got "damn" in it. |
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