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Path: ...!news.misty.com!weretis.net!feeder9.news.weretis.net!news.nk.ca!rocksolid2!i2pn2.org!.POSTED!not-for-mail From: will.dockery@gmail.com (W.Dockery) Newsgroups: alt.arts.poetry.comments,rec.arts.poems Subject: Re: =?UTF-8?B?X0lyZW5lX0TDpG1tZXJ1bmdfL19XaWxsX0RvY2tlcnlf?= Date: Wed, 28 May 2025 18:29:15 +0000 Organization: novaBBS Message-ID: <0c01333a851c8939b63e6e122493ecee@www.novabbs.com> References: <679b62d2-9d90-4a08-9131-2359a780086f@googlegroups.com> <808cfc9f-a662-4464-b162-c55864abc4ae@googlegroups.com> <qp8m5q$829$1@dont-email.me> <526ddc265dfcf3209ba11512881ecdc6@news.novabbs.com> <79a153e9a8d1e5620dd695e8b179a8f6@news.novabbs.com> <b41d7ee95a190cea0301e0b09358fa50@news.novabbs.com> <98532f97118318e81d96c7725d2cfe4e@news.novabbs.com> <ce613de795b4349107b3fb00ce66ec7f@www.novabbs.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=utf-8; format=flowed Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Injection-Info: i2pn2.org; logging-data="2312871"; mail-complaints-to="usenet@i2pn2.org"; posting-account="Vf9CM7g99yqfGvzEHTw0bhrjcIfvzYBBhUuRma0rLuQ"; User-Agent: Rocksolid Light X-Rslight-Site: $2y$10$RLNF3HOfuzSxpDsA5mvsiOgqEbUMAto.dZ.FwakVZxa8t4sNkN0HG X-Rslight-Posting-User: acd0b3e3614eaa6f47211734e4cbca3bfd42bebc X-Spam-Checker-Version: SpamAssassin 4.0.0 Bytes: 2959 Lines: 55 General-Zod wrote: > Will Dockery wrote: >> >>>>>> > Irene Dämmerung >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > She gave me a rock >>>>>>> > that she had hand painted >>>>>>> > Irene Dämmerung >>>>>>> > held my unrequited passion. >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > Irene had a gentle heart >>>>>>> > I knew this when we >>>>>>> > were first acquainted. >>>>>>> > She wore a rabbit fur coat >>>>>>> > right in fashion. >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > Her husband Twilight Joe >>>>>>> > was always high rolling. >>>>>>> > Joe had a cool hand like Sundance >>>>>>> > on his bride's visage we all gazed. >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > A man with the good smoke >>>>>>> > that he was controlling. >>>>>>> > Irene could catch men's eyes >>>>>>> > even other girls were amazed. >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > She'd paint little stones >>>>>>> > designs she had created. >>>>>>> > Traded her fur jacket to Tina >>>>>>> > for a green felt one that was better. >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > She took off with Joe Shannon >>>>>>> > back down to Monticello. >>>>>>> > The last thing we ever heard from her >>>>>>> > was a sad letter. >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > That Irene had walked in one day >>>>>>> > to see Joe dead from pleasure. >>>>>>> > Tied off arm and needle >>>>>>> > Joe had overdosed on his treasure. >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > -Will Dockery >>>>>>> > >>>>>>> > (From the poetry series "Clifford's Blues", based on the people and >>>>>>> > events >>>>>>> > of Atlanta 1980-1983) >> >>>>> From the archives, for newer readers. >> >>>>> Comments and critique welcome. >> >> Indeed a lovely Fave.... Good afternoon, thanks again for the nod. 🙂