Honky Tonk Blues (poem) by Trixie Love on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)

Reviewed on April 25, 2003

Trixie, I still say while the Dixies ar posing nude and getting the cold shoulder you and Bill should form the "Trixie Love Train".

Reviewed by john zimmerman

Reviewed on April 25, 2003

good write

john+

Reviewed by Qamar Abbasi

Reviewed on April 25, 2003

good write.. good luck with everything.

Reviewed by Josephine Bohen

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

damn those blues
hang in girl

Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

Do you sing, Trixie? I usually like your music when you write alone. Your writings are great too. When you write alone.

yf
tony

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

excellentwrite!

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

{{{SAGIS SIS TRIXIE}}}
Beautiful blues
and this is so excellent
{{SAGI SIS PEG}}}}

Hugs love you

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

Never liked those somke filled rooms
A great way to tell em' bye

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

I remember how we talked about the "Honky
Tonk" songs. We had different recollections. I remember everything you told me. I remember your voice and how thrilled it made me feel. I pinched myself to make sure you were real. I thought at last I have found someone I could love and who loved me. I guess I remember what I wanted to remember and nothing else. I havent changed what I feel in my heart. But I don't know now if you ever felt anything good about me at all. Is one convict so different than another? I love you so. Is that different? Someone poisened you toward me to start out. What could I do. I don't know who did it, and you wouldn't tell me. But someone must be happy now. Really, really happy. They put your love to the test. And what happened? These are not crocodile tears I shed. No mam. I thought you and all your work was glorious, and I still think so. I believed in you. I adored you. But don't worry. I have always been a loser. I wanted my search for love to stop. and thought my luck would change. Wanted to settle down. "You Don't Kmow Me." You don't know the one who dreams of you at night, who longs to kiss your lips and hold you tight. "You Don't Know Me." Bill

Reviewed by Regina Pounds

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

Trixie, this is cool! Just the right touch of 'the devil may care.'

hugs
Gina

Reviewed by Jimmy Mills (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

Nice work Trixie! I loved the flow of this poem very much. Keep it up. Jim

Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

I LOVE IT Trixie...and the music does fit loverly! ;O)
~Nikki~

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

Well Trixie, this is a honky dory poem :)

I was swaying right along in the corner booth

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

Would certainly make a good blues song, Trixie. Well done in your usual clever style.

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on April 24, 2003

And I am sure you will sing those blues just as awesome as you wrote this poem...floria