#ginseng - Hello Poetry

Time to meet the family At least, that's what I heard But, she asked me when the game was on So, I didn't catch a word We'd be heading out a week from now Back where it all began To meet the wife's whole family every woman, every man When she said she was from the hills I didn't ask her where But, once he started on our way I was always looking out for bear They lived way up in the wooded parts Off the road, you couldn't see I didn't see just where they were But, I felt them watching me We pulled on up and there they were They made the Clampett clan look good Eighteen folks all standing there and two were chewing wood The one's I thought to be her folks Were her sister and a dog The one that cozied up to me Had a leash walking a hog There was hugging and some kissing Lots of tangled beards and hair Then they stood and looked at me With that mountain kind of stare you know the one, deliverance like where you wonder flee or flight It was just then that I wondered If I'd make it through the night Her ma came up and spun me round slapped my *** and said "he'll do" I wasn't sure if that was good And I would end up in a stew A bearded one came over, shook my hand, and said his name was Clem He said that mama liked me Now, I was one of them they was fixing to go hunting Which was something new to me The last time I went hunting I shot a canoe and a tree They said that they were hunting The most elusive mountain prey I was gonna hunt for ginseng And if we found some it would pay First, though, time to have some drinks Eat some greasy, stinky meal I think it was a possum But, it might have been an eel They said we'd get a good night's sleep And they started howling at the moon Time to hit the sack they said Hunting time is coming soon My Appalachian in-laws Made my sphincter close up tight They had 14 teeth between them And I don't think one of them could write We hit the trail next morning It felt like miles up that hill I thought that I was dieing And I hadn't left a will A sound was heard, a gentle coo And we was running, in our boots Clem was out in front of us And he'd discovered ginseng roots I picked them up, all scraggly Like a parsnip, dried and dead When a holler came from brother Boo A monster known as Red His beard was black as coal could be His eyes looked at each other They called him Red not for his hair Just 'cause he liked the color They filled the bags with what they found And back down the hill they went I thought that this was insanely mad And then Clem got a scent Someone else was on this hill Out hunting Appalachian gold That's not what I would call it But, I just call things as I'm told We found the truck and sped away To get paid for the days find We had to make sure all were there And that we left no one behind The gun shop and the bar and grill Was where we would get paid Thirteen hundred bucks a pound Almost three grand had we made We went back with the cash in hand Howling at whatever we saw I guess that I'm now one of them An Appalachian outlaw in-law

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Apr 8, 2015

Apr 8, 2015 at 12:07 AM UTC

roger-turner

Appalachian In-Laws

Time to meet the family At least, that's what I heard But, she asked me when the game was on So, I didn't catch a word We'd be heading out a week from now Back where it all began To meet the wife's whole family every woman, every man When she said she was from the hills I didn't ask her where But, once he started on our way I was always looking out for bear They lived way up in the wooded parts Off the road, you couldn't see I didn't see just where they were But, I felt them watching me We pulled on up and there they were They made the Clampett clan look good Eighteen folks all standing there and two were chewing wood The one's I thought to be her folks Were her sister and a dog The one that cozied up to me Had a leash walking a hog There was hugging and some kissing Lots of tangled beards and hair Then they stood and looked at me With that mountain kind of stare you know the one, deliverance like where you wonder flee or flight It was just then that I wondered If I'd make it through the night Her ma came up and spun me round slapped my *** and said "he'll do" I wasn't sure if that was good And I would end up in a stew A bearded one came over, shook my hand, and said his name was Clem He said that mama liked me Now, I was one of them they was fixing to go hunting Which was something new to me The last time I went hunting I shot a canoe and a tree They said that they were hunting The most elusive mountain prey I was gonna hunt for ginseng And if we found some it would pay First, though, time to have some drinks Eat some greasy, stinky meal I think it was a possum But, it might have been an eel They said we'd get a good night's sleep And they started howling at the moon Time to hit the sack they said Hunting time is coming soon My Appalachian in-laws Made my sphincter close up tight They had 14 teeth between them And I don't think one of them could write We hit the trail next morning It felt like miles up that hill I thought that I was dieing And I hadn't left a will A sound was heard, a gentle coo And we was running, in our boots Clem was out in front of us And he'd discovered ginseng roots I picked them up, all scraggly Like a parsnip, dried and dead When a holler came from brother Boo A monster known as Red His beard was black as coal could be His eyes looked at each other They called him Red not for his hair Just 'cause he liked the color They filled the bags with what they found And back down the hill they went I thought that this was insanely mad And then Clem got a scent Someone else was on this hill Out hunting Appalachian gold That's not what I would call it But, I just call things as I'm told We found the truck and sped away To get paid for the days find We had to make sure all were there And that we left no one behind The gun shop and the bar and grill Was where we would get paid Thirteen hundred bucks a pound Almost three grand had we made We went back with the cash in hand Howling at whatever we saw I guess that I'm now one of them An Appalachian outlaw in-law

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Emerald city's genuine goddess of all things green Slept upon a grassy field where does live flowers yellow beside the greatest garden ever generously growing sweet green grapes, ginger, guava, greens, and ginseng underneath a starry constellation comforter contentedly with a soft lullaby from a nice nightingale , and a warm smile from an adoring mystical moon She slept soundly the whole night through

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Mar 5, 2018

Mar 5, 2018 at 12:54 AM UTC

sunprincess

Flowers Yellow

Emerald city's genuine goddess of all things green Slept upon a grassy field where does live flowers yellow beside the greatest garden ever generously growing sweet green grapes, ginger, guava, greens, and ginseng underneath a starry constellation comforter contentedly with a soft lullaby from a nice nightingale , and a warm smile from an adoring mystical moon She slept soundly the whole night through

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You are my ginseng another ingredient in my antidote: this conjuring of awakenings and borrowed wisdom that I brew at night In the cauldron I keep under the bed next to the mug with your name No one knows about it except for you, me and whatever spirits may inhabit the room, you loom over me when … naught but a shadow befriends me You see these sorrows of mine have me speaking in past tongues back to times so historic, I need to be at the present with you at a time so euphoric If only you could feel in a moment what you make me feel daily could your body even contain the glee? You’d need 2 or 3 clones AS I’ve said, you are my ginseng a treatment prescribed to me by Karma herself because the beatings and betrayals I’ve endured ensured that my reward would be a love that made every nanosecond worth it And I will make sure to take a dose every day you let me.

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Oct 30, 2018

Oct 30, 2018 at 6:49 PM UTC

rjrpoetry

“Euphoric, historic”

You are my ginseng another ingredient in my antidote: this conjuring of awakenings and borrowed wisdom that I brew at night In the cauldron I keep under the bed next to the mug with your name No one knows about it except for you, me and whatever spirits may inhabit the room, you loom over me when … naught but a shadow befriends me You see these sorrows of mine have me speaking in past tongues back to times so historic, I need to be at the present with you at a time so euphoric If only you could feel in a moment what you make me feel daily could your body even contain the glee? You’d need 2 or 3 clones AS I’ve said, you are my ginseng a treatment prescribed to me by Karma herself because the beatings and betrayals I’ve endured ensured that my reward would be a love that made every nanosecond worth it And I will make sure to take a dose every day you let me.

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