Southern Words and Phrases

Being from the south (Alabama) I was thinking about words and phrases you might here only in the south.

So I wrote this using some of them. Hope you enjoy it.

What in tarnation are you doing? I’m fixin’ to go over yonder and get me a coke. It’s hotter than hades and I’m sweating like a sinner in church. I’ll be back directly. Well give me some sugar. I reckon that tickles me pink.

On second thought you need to sit down and eat. It’s supper time. And I ain’t just whistlin Dixie. Let’s say the blessing first. Well, I’ll declare.

Dear Lord bless this food to the nourishment of our body. I pray for granddaddy who recently passed on. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed but we loved him. He’d probably still be kicking if he hadn’t drank all that shine. You can’t do that at 80. When they found him they thought he was playing possum, but he was deader than a door nail. I guess he was happier than a dead pig in the sunshine for awhile, cause he still had a smile on his face. Anyhow, bless him Lord.

He was mad cause they wouldn’t let him sing at church. He couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket with a lid on it. Forgive us when we’ve sinned. Amen.

You know son, you just ain’t right. Aw shucks! Let’s eat. Fine and dandy.

RGH/LG

4-8-19

His Majesty of Love

He pondered his legacy.
Somewhat testily.

They would never call him your majesty.
At times he felt his life a travesty.

But then an aha moment.
And he took it as an omen.

He’d always tried to love.
And felt yes that fits like a glove.

So that’s what he’d weave.
And eventually, leave.

His Majesty would leave a legacy of Love!!!

RGH
2-2-19
Thanks
PDH

Want to Trade Lives

My life sux he said.
I’d just as soon be dead.

I replied, want to trade lives?
As he searched my eyes.

I have that power.
So don’t cower.

It’s not forever.
And I can make it all better.

How would you do that?
Oh, well I wouldn’t stand pat.

I’d open my heart.
And make a new start.

I’d smile and be happy.
And sometimes a little sappy.

I find beauty in the world.
Maybe dance in a swirl.

I’d get rid of hateful.
And be forever grateful.

For your thoughts are the key,
To your destiny!

RGH
1-31-19

A Son

I prayed to have a son.
Oh, how we’d have fun.

He would carry on my name.
And feel no shame.

I could watch him grow.
And he’d make me smile when I was low.

I’d teach him to skate,
And I know he’d be great.

I’d buy him a baseball glove,
And teach him about true love.

I’d tell him a joke,
And buy him a coke.

I’d tell him about the mystic.
Just for kicks.

And when he was grown,
I’d be proud of the seeds I’d sewn.

RGH
1-31-19
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