Joe Bisicchia


Georgia Peach


Say Hale, Georgia Belle, fresh Elberta too.
Sweet your taste, your kiss upon our lips and
Ballet Hiley Belle, dance, mesh under skies,
Lend rolling uplands as well plains, valleys,
Day by day, and smell like air’s wish so new.

Breach Narrows splay like Ty Cobb’s foot home and
Flower like May, swell like dreams for lids’ eyes.
Bend magnolia, bend like Ocmulgee.
Be for me like Macon, like Georgia’s spring.
Teach all, take us, envelop our dry land.

Church key be, unlock our sun and call rain.
Send sugar from above to Bibb County.
Then see me and walk with me thundering,
Each heart, mine like all, full of your heaven,
Deep to our seed, socket to the one lane.

Mend that road here from Chattahoochee east.
Say no fruit so felled rests if left unglued.
This need of ours stalks; no end till death’s rise.
Earth obeys the melt, dies just as we do.
Yet, you indeed stock with all that blends life.

Speak never deceased and flavor our speech,
Each blossom you send, least our Georgia Peach.

Submitted: Monday, July 29, 2013
Edited: Thursday, January 30, 2014
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Life endures and blooms about us and within us.

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