|Reviewed by Michael Guy
|Another one of your great syllabic writes. Your good with short. I'd almost think you'd spent some time in the "South" I like your history stuff. You know a lot of "Americana"
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|love the visuals this invokes for me|
|Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
|Grapes of Wrath. What else is a preacher to do? Be chaste and boring or swig some sourmash????|
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|And the choir sang "Show me the way home."
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Banjo playing preacher even jugs the lips / Taking sin on with a might AMEN! / It never is so good as when it is forbidden. Gotta love it.|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|and the guitar playing teacher plucks his g-string...love the picture
|Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse
|I think I might opt for a tavern
glad I brought my harmonica
takes great lips to play it...
and special rolls of the tongue...
...Those Paths we take
& those paths we choose
Love & Dirt Roads Creating Dust