Patrick Wescott

Rookie (10/01/1970 / Webster, New Hampshire)

Southern Love (2006)

Poem by Patrick Wescott

My dark southern beauty,
creole refuge to my soul.
Lost like Atlantis,
washed away with rain.

Your magestic lore
lingers in my mind.
Dangerous mysteries
only snaphots now.

I traced your paths,
dark and sultry.
Roamed inner depths,
to feel the grove.

Dirty and glorious
you were eternal.
Till random chance
took you away.

You were joy and grief,
a home to rest my mind.
Found and lost in a glance.
Return my southern love.

Comments about Southern Love (2006) by Patrick Wescott

  • Joy Vanderhelm (5/20/2006 9:09:00 PM)

    What a sweet and sultry sentiment. I love the romantic feel to this poem. Keep it up.
    Best wishes,

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 20, 2006

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