|Reviewed by Randall Barfield
|I remember some of those stenches. And the buzzards flying overhead ready to strike. We looked long and hard at what was left later. Not much, right? Thanks for the "tour".|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|You take the cake Susan!;-) I almost missed this. So good to read you! Hope all is well!...ET|
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...only you could bring to life...something so dead...surrounded by beauty...in passing.
wonderful work Susan...
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|A most beautiful self-composting write, Susan... only you could paint such wonder and elegance around this decaying carcass! For some reason it makes me think of the traditional Tate&Lyle Syrup Can artwork of the swarming bees from the dead lion's belly... with the logo: "Out of strength, sweetness"... Seems to sum your work up nicely, it seems to me. Hope you're well. Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|I recall this one before, and the reference to the Southern Literature Society is unmistakable. I believe a manuscript you can't get published is a"dead mule."
I, too, have wondered how things so beautiful, fragrant, and tasty going in, come out ugly, stinky, and putrid. Guess it just makes them beautiful, fragrant, and tasty to buzzards and beetles.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Another great write and though I don't think I want to go check out the mule anytime soon, it is good to have your special brand of Southern wit gracing the pages of my mind again. Welcome back, I was starting to worry we had lost you.
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|Wow, what a write...a mixture of emotions, a picture of a reality in the country. You've penned it well, with powerful imagery and a touch of humor! Enjoyed, anxious to visit the site...
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Quite different Susan. A little humor and some sorrow. I hope you did the right thing and buried that poor old mule right then and there.|
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Susan, that mule saw better days and now probably is in a place where there aren't heavy burdens to bend its back or a wooden stick to whack its backside. Now the mule has reached its Paradise.
|Reviewed by Douglas Bentley
|Quite a change from your style and subject matter Susan
But still has your perfect R&R
and as always your dash of southern living.
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
What a stinky poem! lol
Glad to see you back, I surely have missed you my friend..
Thanks for the laugh, I surely needed this tonight. Wish me bon voyage, going off to Virginia to do research on my book, I hope I have a humorous time as well as this poem has uplifted my spirits..
Much peace, love, and light,
|Reviewed by Pierre Ortega
|This sounds like something that would happen to me. Enjoyed this.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Funny, but poor dead mule! LOL Adorable write; thanks for the laughs; we need it. (Our daddy died two days ago; we still are in shock.)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Quite a laugh, though i think I would have made my way back away from the smell...ed|
|Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson
|This is funny except for the poor dead mule..|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Hahaha!! Hi Susan, fancy meeting you in a place like this . . . Somebody shot the piano player last night so I guess there won't be any entertainment . . . Unless you want to go up there and recite this little stinker . . . er . . . Wonderful poem about a dead mule . . . Gotta love it and I assume The Dead Mule Society did . . . You are wonderful .|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Oh, YUCK!!!!!!!!! LOL Forgot about that - and manure - and pigfarms - and chicken processing plants - other than these, the South's got it all over the rest of the country! Thanks for the needed laugh, Susan, well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.