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Southern Music
The true music of the South isn’t banjo pickin’ or guitar strummin’ The real Southern music is the lilting drawl of words only the practiced tongue of genteel Southern men and women can produce Words that remind you of slow summer days… Bees buzzing Warm honey and cold sweet tea One syllable words stretched to three… sometimes four — for greater Emphasis With clipped vowels and consonants that make a simple “right here” become “rit chere” and “over here” sounds like “ova heua” An authentic Southern accent is not “red-neck” not “uneducated” but a cultivated part of their culture A Culture that takes me back to my roots… Reminding me of my Dad… his brothers and sisters… my cousins… All long gone Their voices… their words… their real Southern Drawl is preserved in the muscle memory of my Mind And … my Tongue Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie *This poem was inspired while watching a segment of Trisha’s Southern Cooking on the Food Network when one of her uncles from Georgia was there frying catfish. His voice so reminded me of my father that it brought tears to my eyes and I longed to hear the voices of those no longer with me.
ANNIE'S MUSE 
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