A Southern Thanksgiving Secret....Sssssssshhhhhh!
Now you know, I done fixed these heah
Meals a lifetime...mine...
And had ma family round me
Ever yeah...
They say ahm lucky that way,
To have everbody home...
But dontcha know...I'm sure you do...
Ma huband ain't heah,
Ma sista ain't heah,
Ma motha, ma fatha...
But when I give out with ma 'Ya'll
Git yo asses home now, Thanksgiving
Is in a little while, don't be late to table, '
I can see that front door openin, and
Walkin right in, with those great big
Grins...is love.
Love round ma table...love round ma
Livin room fireplace.
Don't know where they all are rest
Of the yeah...but ma loves all come
Home...ever yeah.
They do that with you too, chile.
You can always see um with your
Eyes of love.
Dontcha know...
I'm sure ya do.
Elysabeth Faslund...Poemhunter.com
Going to change the title to "Christmas' or write a new one....
2007-12-07 11:10:45 · 10 answers · asked by Elysabeth 7 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
That's the best one yet. I disagree with the answerer who said you are out of control of your language. On the contrary, I think you have great control of it. And it expresses the joy and love of a mother for her family. Very well done.
2007-12-07 12:27:50 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 1⤋
Very nice in a funny sort of way!
An average reader might find something wrong with the wordings for here, year, mother, etc. without knowing its those that actually lent credence to the poem and made it and Old Southern Dialect poem.
Keep writing.
2007-12-07 18:55:47 · answer #2 · answered by Freeman ®™© Resurrected 2 · 0⤊ 1⤋
I'd love to be able to give you an answer using the same dialect, but I can't: for me, it is a whole new world! But reading it reminded me of going to New Orleans some years ago and hearing this incredible sing-song. I remember: two notes for the same vowel sometimes!
2007-12-07 17:40:50 · answer #3 · answered by Lady Annabella-VInylist 7 · 0⤊ 1⤋
This heah poem jus make me plum pootanious. Jus because
it remind me of somthin cracklin an crunchy sort a minds me of a "wild hickory nut".......
2007-12-07 16:03:17 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
I normally read fast, when i come across this dialect poetry it forces me to slow down and sometimes the words are belonging to such a time as the meaning has been lost. Love it. you picked a nice one...
2007-12-07 13:01:53 · answer #5 · answered by inkgddss 5 · 0⤊ 1⤋
This poem paints a beautiful picture -just close your eyes and enjoy the beauty that it is. Don't try to find fault and pick it apart - just accept it!
2007-12-08 09:00:01 · answer #6 · answered by lynnemarton13 2 · 0⤊ 1⤋
Wrahtin' dahlict ain't easy, 'n' this poet don' do it none too will.
"Sure," "door," "fireplace," "where," "are," and "your" all manage to hang onto their R's, while "here," "father," "mother," and "year" have all shed theirs.
The overall effect is of a writer who's out of control of her language and also condescending to the people she's writing about.
2007-12-07 11:39:33 · answer #7 · answered by classmate 7 · 2⤊ 1⤋
I reckon a lota luv dontcha in that family
2007-12-07 11:39:08 · answer #8 · answered by glamour04111 7 · 2⤊ 1⤋
I done reckon it's a mighty fine poem, sugarhoney!
2007-12-07 11:19:53 · answer #9 · answered by Яɑɩɳɓɵw 6 · 2⤊ 1⤋
that's is so lovely i do love poetry and do like this kind because it's quite new to me thanks for sharing this poetry with us :)
2007-12-07 15:24:02 · answer #10 · answered by this account is no longer in use 3 · 0⤊ 1⤋