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COTTON'S RUINS

Today I passed a cotton gin
at a crossroads far from town
wearing a metal hide of rust
and sagging sheds near fallen down.

So I pulled just off the road
and took in the surrounding land
of scattered recent hobby farms
and an aging farm house, grand.

In mind's eye I subtracted years
removed pastures and tall pine trees
until gin and farm house stood alone
and cotton poison tainted the breeze.

Now all around was linen white.
Cotton trailers lined up at the gin
as their owners laughed and joked.
I heard the old gears grind within.

Though at the time I was a child
I recall the end of those old days
before present cold corporate farms
and their sterile soulless ways.

I sighed, cranked up, I had to go
for I had miles left yet to ride
still, I thought about the culture lost
when the days of ol' King Cotton died.

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Your reminiscence is wonderfully fraught with nostalgia. please don't take any offense when I tell you that the title needs work. Your rhyming is so effortless as to not be noticed. your ideas flow from one line to the next. It was a pleasure to read about this ghost from the past.

always, Cat

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No fair saying that then not suggesting one lol. I wasn't too pleased with title either but haven't thought of a good replacement yet. Thanks for coming by and I never take offense at suggestions..........stan

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Had considered leaving it out to begin with. Guess I should have followed instincts, huh?............stan

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Loved this one! ( not many of yours I don't love ). Flow, rhyming and imagery was brilliant and I loved the subject.

Thanks for sharing your memories Stan

Love Mand xxxxxxxx

Thank you for visiting and leaving such a kind comment...........stan

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so many use my name
LOVED
when they
comment on others
so ur work is forever loved
excuse me
ur the

AEC

loved

AEC, not AEC, matters not as I remain the same just with more aggravations lol. Thanks for planting your rose on my page...............scribbler

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I fear my comment may have been misunderstood. The aggravation I refer to is being in AEC. There is no aggravation in hearing from you loved...................stan

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Stan, what can i say, well i love the line. In my minds eye i subtracted years. It's something we all do but i could feel this happening as i read your poem. It's your style alone, and very potent. Regards Roscoe..

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

I expect my wife,Susan, would argue against me having Any style lol. I am glad you took time to come by and read this and leave such kind comment.................stan

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I just try to write what i know and try to make it sound not too bad. It is good to see you come by........stan

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