Member Poem

I&#39;m from a Southern backyard---<br />Magnolia Grandiflora sporting huge white blooms<br />Honeysuckles spilling over the fence&nbsp;<br />Red roses soaked with the aroma of tea<br />Hollyhocks springing up yearly into flowering towers.<br /><br />I&#39;m from a Southern backyard---<br />Mud pies being made in the shadow of a magnificent pin oak tree<br />Mint leaves mysteriously exploding with flavor when being chewed curiously<br />Milk pods&#39; white fluids being tasted without knowing they were poisonous.<br /><br />I&#39;m from a Southern backyard---<br />Bedroom window from which we crawled onto a table over a crawl space doghouse<br />to meet our coon dog Jethro and to play in the light of the moon<br />Bedroom window from which we each wandered on separate occasions&nbsp;<br />out of our yard into moonlit streets until being returned by kind policemen.<br /><br />I&#39;m from a Southern backyard---<br />Concrete foundation swirls that frighteningly resemble a gorilla&#39;s face<br />Wooden swing from which we watched mad Mommy fleeing through the gate<br />Crawl space from which we heard our hound&#39;s howls after Daddy&#39;s death.<br /><br />I&#39;m from a Southern backyard---<br />from which Mommy returned to the mental hospital after the funeral<br />from which we children went to live with barely known Northern kinfolk&nbsp;<br />into which other families came to spend their lives in the bosom of its beauty.<br />