Southern Spirits (poem) by John T Banasiewicz Jr on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Rose L

Reviewed on November 4, 2004

HEY!!! Make sure there's some left in the jug for me!!!! Geesh, I'm always a day (or two or three lol) late and a dollar short!!

This is a great poem that takes us on a thrilling adventure....made me think of a Huck Finn/Tom Sawyer as adults!

Well done my friend - thanks for the fun!

Peace,

~Rose~

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on November 2, 2004

Love it! Fun write :-)

Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)

Reviewed on November 1, 2004

Tommy, this had me humming in my mind the song �A Country Boy Can Survive� by Hank Williams Jr. while I was reading this. Excellent work and visuals, my friend. I enjoyed the read. Thanks for sharing it. Take care and be well.

Reviewed by Reginald Birch (Reader)

Reviewed on October 31, 2004

Them southern boys must make some strong spirit Tommy, I raise my glass to you 'Cheers, the best of health'
Reg.

Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)

Reviewed on October 31, 2004

Ha! You clever thing, you! Tommy, you had the goosebumps raised and my head was thumping away....... then, wham! What a hilarious end to a truly hair-raising, fabulous poem. Your talent shows bright with magic on this one. Yep! (grin) katy xox.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

Had me going for a bit! Good one Tommy!;-)
Hope you enjoyed the whiskey!;-)

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

(((john)))

white lightning, eh? STAY 'WAY FROM THAT STUFF! i know--wheew, no wonder they call it lightning...burns aaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllll the way down LOL one try and that was IT LOL

love this wonderful write--and those spirits will haunt you if youins don't steer cleer :)

(((HUGS))) and love, karla. *hic* LOL

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

Delightful verses, John. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

Joyful read John!!

Smiles keep the jug...don't give it to Eddie he will get up to mishief again taking a sip!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

There is nothing quite like the sound of a Mason jar being screwed opened to reveal the white liquid of well-made corn likker, I say, likker, my friend. LOL

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

Still at it huh? Good one, like the surprise ending.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

nice write, tommy! well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

Southern boys making corn whiskey? You don't really think they do that here?
Only if they get the chance! These days they are more likely to just drink corn whiskey than make it...but...they have been known to.
Glad to know you are in much better company with them good 'ol Southern Boys than with the aliens Tommy! If your lucky..there'll be a few Southern girls show up! *grin*
Great write!

Lisa

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

A delightful little poem with Halloween overtones. I'll have another sip also.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

Glad to hear it wasn't aliens, Tommy, and pass that jug, please!

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on October 30, 2004

LOLOLOLOLOL
love thisssssssss!

Dark, damp, spooky night