A Mid-South Night's Dream
By Mad Jack
Sweet summer night, velvety black Gardenia scented air Wending down an old country track Soft whinny of a mare Kudzu's quiet tenacity Hidden when I first gazed By an old gents veracity Much later still amazed Fallen grapes starting to ferment Musky breeze blowing soft Time frozen for just a moment Stored like hay in the loft The earth opened it's sleepy eye On a morning dreamy The sun slowly ascending high Turning the day steamy Soft calls of whippoorwill and dove Greeting a bright new day And the place I'd find my sweet love The warm red Alabama clay My heart and soul satiated With youthful enchantment Peaceful scenes initiated Feelings of contentment This trip in my memory went From Memphis headed south Emotions looking for a vent Serenity stilled my mouth Written January 3rd, 2002 © on Jan 03 2002 03:54 AM PST 0 • 10
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"Sweet summer night, velvety black..."