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From: will.dockery@gmail.com (W.Dockery)
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Subject: Re: Behind the Forest / Will Dockery
Date: Sun, 8 Dec 2024 07:27:30 +0000
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General-Zod wrote:
>
>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>
>>>> Behind The Forest.
>
>>>> Under the tent
>>>> can't describe this light.
>>>> Under the black base
>>>> are blue and red shadows.
>>>> The ink glistens
>>>> silvery like tiny mercury.
>
>>>> Working to purity
>>>> music and words and sweat.
>>>> No tears.
>>>> Forget tommorow.
>>>> Let go the problems in time.
>
>>>> Sun bleached cure
>>>> the addiction does not hold me
>>>> as the drugs
>>>> human drugs
>>>> create the sound.
>>>> Saint Augustine night
>>>> moon mother smiles.
>
>>>> Catch the flow
>>>> it may never be back again, though possible.
>>>> Poetic form disintegrates
>>>> quit cold turkey,
>>>> so I can find what I have lost.
>>>> Termite stars shine on the oldest city.
>
>>>> The fascist doctors
>>>> are no match for the
>>>> old man with beads.
>>>> Double digeridoo warble
>>>> aboriginal soul hum.
>>>> Sweat, blue meets red.
>>>> Let it drop for peace of mind.
>
>>>> Fingerpicking violinist weaves notes
>>>> through the breeze...
>>>> words about money float by.
>>>> Hope springs eternal
>>>> as long as the well ain't dry.
>
>>>> -Will Dockery
>
>>>> ----------------------------------------------
>
>>> One of the poems in the Saint Augustine Blues series.
>
>>> As always, comments and critique are welcome.
>
>>
>
>
>> Outstanding poetry, Doc....

Good morning and thanks again for reading and commenting.

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