It has been …
By GC SMITH
It has been
the poet's month
where pen has touched on paper
and writ some poems with pregnant strophes
but in the end, one tires of posey, so
now, mayhaps, time has come
to turn our pens
to prose.
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
Friday, April 30, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Of time and ...
Woo-Hoo
by GC SMITH
It has been fifty years
since my wooing her commenced
and the days since then are all to short
because time that's flown seems only yesterday
by GC SMITH
It has been fifty years
since my wooing her commenced
and the days since then are all to short
because time that's flown seems only yesterday
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Life is ...
The Water
by GC SMITH
Three hundred and seventy feet of walkway takes me to the peirhead and the ramp to the floating dock where my Whaler 21 bobs in the brine. I toss the cooler in the boat and crank the engine. Today it's spot tail bass tailing in the flats. Another day sea trout, or flounder, or wahoo, even grouper and marlin if one goes all the way out to the stream. Tossing the cast net can bring a bucket load of shrimp for the table. Or it could-might be baiting crab pots, waiting, then pulling blue crabs for the steamer. It's my daily Lowcountry way of life, always capped, of course, with a cold one or three.
by GC SMITH
Three hundred and seventy feet of walkway takes me to the peirhead and the ramp to the floating dock where my Whaler 21 bobs in the brine. I toss the cooler in the boat and crank the engine. Today it's spot tail bass tailing in the flats. Another day sea trout, or flounder, or wahoo, even grouper and marlin if one goes all the way out to the stream. Tossing the cast net can bring a bucket load of shrimp for the table. Or it could-might be baiting crab pots, waiting, then pulling blue crabs for the steamer. It's my daily Lowcountry way of life, always capped, of course, with a cold one or three.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
sequenced syllables
No Fib For True *
By GC SMITH
You,
Me
No one else
Make life that’s complete
One that's lived up to its hilt
So that we leave this world more complete than coming in
Surely the way for me, for you, to live life through and through, life fulfilled, for me, for you
Now this may sound corny , a life that cannot be lived, a life that’s imagined, a life not true
So one might think but you know I’ve lived there, for many years
It’s my life, it’s our life, it’s love
Two souls intertwined
Tied together
Me
You
* sequenced syllables
1 1 3 5 8 13 21 21 13 8 5 3 1 1
By GC SMITH
You,
Me
No one else
Make life that’s complete
One that's lived up to its hilt
So that we leave this world more complete than coming in
Surely the way for me, for you, to live life through and through, life fulfilled, for me, for you
Now this may sound corny , a life that cannot be lived, a life that’s imagined, a life not true
So one might think but you know I’ve lived there, for many years
It’s my life, it’s our life, it’s love
Two souls intertwined
Tied together
Me
You
* sequenced syllables
1 1 3 5 8 13 21 21 13 8 5 3 1 1
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Mythos
Monstrous Beast
By GC SMITH
Fire breathing bitch
part lion
part snake
part Nannie goat
She’ll do you in
or at least
take a chunk
of your hide
So don’t try
passing her portal
without your
lead tipped lance
‘cause she,
Chimera,
lies in deadly wait
for menfolk
You may think
that she's not real
that she never appears
but that would be more fool you
By GC SMITH
Fire breathing bitch
part lion
part snake
part Nannie goat
She’ll do you in
or at least
take a chunk
of your hide
So don’t try
passing her portal
without your
lead tipped lance
‘cause she,
Chimera,
lies in deadly wait
for menfolk
You may think
that she's not real
that she never appears
but that would be more fool you
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Take an empty canvas
Still Life With Whipped Cream
By GC SMITH
Three scoops
vanilla
chocolate
strawberry
Add a sliced
banana
drizzle with
fudge syrup
Top with
mounds of
whipped cream
maraschino cherries
A work of art
comestible
ingestible
delightful
Paint the picture
fast
this still life won’t
last
By GC SMITH
Three scoops
vanilla
chocolate
strawberry
Add a sliced
banana
drizzle with
fudge syrup
Top with
mounds of
whipped cream
maraschino cherries
A work of art
comestible
ingestible
delightful
Paint the picture
fast
this still life won’t
last
Monday, April 12, 2010
NPM #12
Pig Pome
by GC SMITH
If you're a Southern boy
or a Southern gal
the whole hog
pit cooked
all night long
for that succulent meat
and charred cracklins
is the fav meal
Gotta serve the pig with
hot sauce, hash and slaw,
tater salad,
sliced 'maters
roasted corn,
hush puppies
an' a coupla
col' ones
Umm, uhh!
there ain't
anything like
a pig in the ground
with the trimmins
Ummm, uhh!
all night long
for that succulent meat
and charred cracklins
is the fav meal
by GC SMITH
If you're a Southern boy
or a Southern gal
the whole hog
pit cooked
all night long
for that succulent meat
and charred cracklins
is the fav meal
Gotta serve the pig with
hot sauce, hash and slaw,
tater salad,
sliced 'maters
roasted corn,
hush puppies
an' a coupla
col' ones
Umm, uhh!
there ain't
anything like
a pig in the ground
with the trimmins
Ummm, uhh!
all night long
for that succulent meat
and charred cracklins
is the fav meal
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