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From: will.dockery@gmail.com (W.Dockery)
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Subject: Re: Stone, Stone / Will Dockery (1999)
Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2024 03:34:41 +0000
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General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> Zod wrote:
>>
>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> Zod wrote:
>>
>>>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>>>>>> On Wednesday, May 5, 1999 at 3:00:00 AM UTC-4, Andrew Roller wrote:
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> > ---------------------------------------------------------------
>>>>>>>> >       Visit me at:  http://home.earthlink.net/~roller666/index.html
>>>>>>>> > ---------------------------------------------------------------
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > Stone, Stone
>>>>>>>> > by Will Dockery
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > Stone, Stone (weekenders)
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > In Mr. Stoneman's neighborhood hone,
>>>>>>>> > he used to weep at flowers ---.
>>>>>>>> > Rod McOwen threw his girlfriend of 2 years & 27 days
>>>>>>>> > against a wall, he knew the scarlet ibis disapproved.
>>>>>>>> > A roaring fireball over Edgewood, the Black & Tans march,
>>>>>>>> > tunneling abounded, Rod roared off in a blue Volaire.
>>>>>>>> > He was convinced his futility was the worst one of all.
>>>>>>>> > Jerry curled James Collier in hot pursuit,
>>>>>>>> > everybody knew Rod would never outrun that red roadrunner.
>>>>>>>> > Roadrunner chases the outlaw poet,
>>>>>>>> > he's a poet and a man, and he gets no respect,
>>>>>>>> > but he knows he's gotta pay anyway.
>>>>>>>> > He knows the Bl;ack & Tans should go back to Mexico,
>>>>>>>> > that he should teach those downtown nazis
>>>>>>>> > after all the other things they did to him personally,
>>>>>>>> > they slandered great Parnell as well.
>>>>>>>> > Stone People fight you like human beings.
>>>>>>>> > Lady Elaine collects wildflowers, as we stroll to the bar,
>>>>>>>> > we are away from Rod McOwen, far, very far.
>>>>>>>> > Hey, it's an original kind of day,
>>>>>>>> > but these thoughts are not, la,la.
>>>>>>>> > Downtown Atlanta on the t.v. I see they got a new police station,
>>>>>>>> > Shadowville is in my head on this mellow spring night.
>>>>>>>> > Walking down Macon Road with Lady Elaine,
>>>>>>>> > she's wearing my aged black denim jacket,
>>>>>>>> > we're arguing about the moon.
>>>>>>>> > In my teal grean hat and fag bag, pacing back & forth,
>>>>>>>> > looking at the purple pansies.
>>>>>>>> > Along came some officer with a telephone,
>>>>>>>> > we talked of castles made of lasagna.
>>>>>>>> > The question of armagideon is: which armagideon?
>>>>>>>> > Some lady's inadvertant April fool's joke.
>>>>>>>> > Tiny demon at the bar of midtown,
>>>>>>>> > the name of the game is the same, grim prostitution,
>>>>>>>> > extorting tips and bad karma like hellaway.
>>>>>>>> > We are far away at Bobby's Bar,
>>>>>>>> > discussing ravens, rainbows and the color of dinosaurs.
>>>>>>>> > I speculate that they may have had feathers...
>>>>>>>> > she asked who decided they had to be green?
>>>>>>>> > In the Hall of Heroes, we have a great juke box.
>>>>>>>> > Elaine's beer has a circular ripple,
>>>>>>>> > made by the music and vibrating bar.
>>>>>>>> > She's explaining about her Grandaddy Long ---
>>>>>>>> > I heard about his pet bear when he was in Alaska,
>>>>>>>> > and how he knew Billy the Kid in Missura.
>>>>>>>> > Best jukebox in Shadowville --- Bobby's Bar,
>>>>>>>> > Elaine gives me a tiny hug for luck.
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > -Will Dockery / 1999
>>>>>>>> > ---------------------------------------------------------------
>>>>>>>> > -For more poems, type
>>>>>>>> > http://www.dejanews.com/
>>>>>>>> > into your browser’s “Location” window. Press your “return” key.
>>>>>>>> > Click on “Power Search” in the middle of the screen.
>>>>>>>> > Find the box labelled “Main Archive”.
>>>>>>>> > Change “Main Archive” to “Complete Archive”.
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > Next, do you see a blank box labelled “Power Search” ?
>>>>>>>> > Type in:  roller666@earthlink.net   in the blank box on the screen
>>>>>>>> >    that has “Power Search” written next to it.
>>>>>>>> > Click on “find” (the button to the right of the box).
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > -Or search using:  roller39@idt.net
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > Stone, Stone is copyright 1999 by Will Dockery
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> https://groups.google.com/d/msg/rec.arts.poems/VoeZLoQmpPE/NAXkH3YZJ_cJ
>>
>>>>>>> ---------------------------------------------------------------
>>
>>>>>> From the archives, May 5th 1999, my early days of Usenet.
>>
>>>>> Quite a good, interesting and obscure classic from the archive
>>>>> vaults....
>>
>>>> The late grunge era, brings back a lot of memories.
>>
>>
>>> Indeed, I was still in the Navy during those early days of 1990....
>>
>> A long time ago, indeed.
>
> A truly overlooked classic

Thanks again for reading and commenting.