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Pungent***
from the richest soils in this land
sprouting from the earth i stretched my hand
i didn't ask to be picked,i was chosen
see poetry needed something wholesome
unique and fresh,nutritious and healthy
organic and home grown and downright funky
i grew from just a tiny seed
to inspire thoughts and plant good deeds
i'm deep DISHED AND southern fried
with a lil something on the side
i pack flavor for all your fixings
pungent as the scents from grandmas kitchen
wild herb wisdom,with a funkdafied flow
follow your nose to where pungent truth grows
southern roots thick as bamboo shoots
country as cut off shorts and cowboy boots
country as drinking moonshine laying in the shade
backyard bbqs, fish frys and dominoes or spades
tangy and sweet as fresh squeezed lemonade
my hair in ponytail, cornrows, or french braids
whether i rock an afro or hair weave down to my waist
thick as molasses, sugar sweet smile on my face
soft and smooth as butter
smelling like cocoa butter
at times quick to cuss out a mutherf*cker
can roll my eyes like no other
but my momma taught me how to act
when to be tenacious and when to have tact
always a southern belle and that's a fact
feline as a tigress or sweet kitty cat
hands always on my hips
when i dance my backbone slip
walk as graceful as a tree in the breeze
backside shaking like the leaves
southern as buttermilk and cornbread
fried green tomatoes and deviled eggs
muscadine wine and pickled pigs feet
sitting on the porch sucking on sunflower seeds
eating koolaid pickles and lemonheads
playing double dutch and Simon says
hop scotch and tag your it
spin da bottle and hide and go get it:)
country as tin roof,when it rain it leaks
but i swear to God,you get the best sleep
its like angels singing a lullaby soft and sweet
like a heartbeat tapping,its a heavenly beat
i'm as country as a cousin named Earl
southern as the landscape that maps my world
but city slick the way my words unfurl
guess u could call it the best of both worlds
i have my own style and unique flavor
pungent and savory spice to savor
inspired by Green Onions by Booker T& the MG's http://youtu.be/_bpS-cOBK6Q
sprouting from the earth i stretched my hand
i didn't ask to be picked,i was chosen
see poetry needed something wholesome
unique and fresh,nutritious and healthy
organic and home grown and downright funky
i grew from just a tiny seed
to inspire thoughts and plant good deeds
i'm deep DISHED AND southern fried
with a lil something on the side
i pack flavor for all your fixings
pungent as the scents from grandmas kitchen
wild herb wisdom,with a funkdafied flow
follow your nose to where pungent truth grows
southern roots thick as bamboo shoots
country as cut off shorts and cowboy boots
country as drinking moonshine laying in the shade
backyard bbqs, fish frys and dominoes or spades
tangy and sweet as fresh squeezed lemonade
my hair in ponytail, cornrows, or french braids
whether i rock an afro or hair weave down to my waist
thick as molasses, sugar sweet smile on my face
soft and smooth as butter
smelling like cocoa butter
at times quick to cuss out a mutherf*cker
can roll my eyes like no other
but my momma taught me how to act
when to be tenacious and when to have tact
always a southern belle and that's a fact
feline as a tigress or sweet kitty cat
hands always on my hips
when i dance my backbone slip
walk as graceful as a tree in the breeze
backside shaking like the leaves
southern as buttermilk and cornbread
fried green tomatoes and deviled eggs
muscadine wine and pickled pigs feet
sitting on the porch sucking on sunflower seeds
eating koolaid pickles and lemonheads
playing double dutch and Simon says
hop scotch and tag your it
spin da bottle and hide and go get it:)
country as tin roof,when it rain it leaks
but i swear to God,you get the best sleep
its like angels singing a lullaby soft and sweet
like a heartbeat tapping,its a heavenly beat
i'm as country as a cousin named Earl
southern as the landscape that maps my world
but city slick the way my words unfurl
guess u could call it the best of both worlds
i have my own style and unique flavor
pungent and savory spice to savor
inspired by Green Onions by Booker T& the MG's http://youtu.be/_bpS-cOBK6Q
Published 16th Feb 2014
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16th Feb 2014 1:58pm
Good lord by the end of this you made me sooooo hungry! lol very interesting n totally engaging write my sweetness!
16th Feb 2014 2:31pm
lol this kinda took on a life of its on didnt end up no where near what i had in my head when i started writing it..thanks for reading,glad you enjoyed!
17th Feb 2014 00:05am
That felt like a shuffle-dance through a swirling scrapbook. Booker T and the M.G.'s feels like the backbeat for SO much of your groove! Your write moved my feet mon cheri!
17th Feb 2014 1:05am
in alot of ways it is,part of me, i remember as a kid many family function,bbq's, house parties,whatever that was the song that made young and old get outta thier seats lol it is one of those songs you can't help but move to,without even realizing it you'll be tapping your feet..very pleased the movement wasn't lost in translation :) thank you for the lovely feedback!!