I dreamed I was ported
in a teletime stream
to the sweet sunny south
i did ride
where the past
was sage
and mint
on the left
and
juleps and
beer
on the right
how glad jack was
just to be where
the magnolias blossomed
again
til i found voter rights
were trampled
and slashed
like grapes in
the red devil's den.
More short poems - including original version of this one.
https://moontravellerherald.blogspot.com/2017/07/some-small-poems.html
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