That roadtrip to Florida
By way of America
South from New England…
   Can’t stand country music

Coal Miner’s Daughter on the airwaves
Blue Ridge mountains’ ranges
Receding into endless myth…
(Truckers do it every day)

Loretta Lynn loves George Jones
The vendor outside Smiley’s BBQ
Was selling confederate flags
Genuine Bluegrass:
High on lonesome, verge of tears…
   Can’t stand country music

States were united for a moment
Beneath the ranging clouds of heaven
Kept an eye on the gas level
Rolling past weathered mountain shacks
The voice of Dolly
Jolt of honky-tonk/Western Swing:
   Can’t stand country music

Mining coal, finding gold
On the Blue Ridge Highway
I love Tammy Wynette!

Can’t stand God or Jesus.
Can’t stand white people.
Can’t stand the Lord’s green earth…

    Can’t STAND country music.

Classic COUNTRY 98.1

Jean D’Amérique repeats the phrase “I wasn’t a poet” multiple times, while describing other things that he instead claims to have been. In your poem for today, use a simple phrase repeatedly, and then make statements that invert or contradict that phrase.