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 by: W-Dockery - Wed, 27 Jul 2022 21:12 UTC

Amathyzt wrote:
>
> If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.

Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.

🙂

> Watermelon Moon

> I'm going to slug this thing out
> to the bitter bloody end.
> The wheels have turned too fast
> but gone nowhere for too long.

> Snow collects on the windows
> and this summer will only twist it.
> Tried my best for the entire game
> just to keep the lights on.

> This morning I was looking
> looking over the river.
> At the blueness
> of early morning springtime.

> And through other eyes
> I saw how others also needed...
> your touch.
> Hope they find
> what it is they need.

> But when you look
> into the mirror
> and you see those green eyes
> staring yourself right back.

> And you don't find
> nothing to love.
> Just remember others do
> and we hang around for free.
> Because there's nobody
> else
> quite like you.

> What I said and thought
> we two totally different things.
> I ran it all through a filter
> wish I could somehow
> get inside you with it.

> And flag down that lonely rider
> that rides inside your soul.
> Paying in blood
> for what got lost.
> What we will never find again.

> Strange waters in your thoughts
> like dying watercolors.
> With a wicked witless witness
> hair slinging to her sides.

> Memories whisper like
> ancient specters in some grave.
> How can I water your moonlight
> or alter it?

> Your body curled
> in creamy thin spindles.
> My poetry exposed at last
> all we did was eat watermelon
> and drink rancid wines.
> But I never wanted to lose
> the sparks
> we once shared.

> Look at me
> I have a crown of thorns
> on my heart now.
> But you still find nothing
> there to love?

> Your lips on a cigarette
> smoke flutters across
> your face.
> Smoke rising in textured streams
> like southern winds twisting.

> With a twisted scorn of youth
> a taste of honey on your lips.
> The black drugs you use
> your amphetamine trips.

> -Will Dockery / May 1976

***

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 by: Victor H. - Sun, 14 Aug 2022 20:36 UTC

Will Dockery wrote:

> Amathyzt wrote:
>>
>> If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.

> Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.

> 🙂

>> Watermelon Moon

>> I'm going to slug this thing out
>> to the bitter bloody end.
>> The wheels have turned too fast
>> but gone nowhere for too long.

>> Snow collects on the windows
>> and this summer will only twist it.
>> Tried my best for the entire game
>> just to keep the lights on.

>> This morning I was looking
>> looking over the river.
>> At the blueness
>> of early morning springtime.

>> And through other eyes
>> I saw how others also needed...
>> your touch.
>> Hope they find
>> what it is they need.

>> But when you look
>> into the mirror
>> and you see those green eyes
>> staring yourself right back.

>> And you don't find
>> nothing to love.
>> Just remember others do
>> and we hang around for free.
>> Because there's nobody
>> else
>> quite like you.

>> What I said and thought
>> we two totally different things.
>> I ran it all through a filter
>> wish I could somehow
>> get inside you with it.

>> And flag down that lonely rider
>> that rides inside your soul.
>> Paying in blood
>> for what got lost.
>> What we will never find again.

>> Strange waters in your thoughts
>> like dying watercolors.
>> With a wicked witless witness
>> hair slinging to her sides.

>> Memories whisper like
>> ancient specters in some grave.
>> How can I water your moonlight
>> or alter it?

>> Your body curled
>> in creamy thin spindles.
>> My poetry exposed at last
>> all we did was eat watermelon
>> and drink rancid wines.
>> But I never wanted to lose
>> the sparks
>> we once shared.

>> Look at me
>> I have a crown of thorns
>> on my heart now.
>> But you still find nothing
>> there to love?

>> Your lips on a cigarette
>> smoke flutters across
>> your face.
>> Smoke rising in textured streams
>> like southern winds twisting.

>> With a twisted scorn of youth
>> a taste of honey on your lips.
>> The black drugs you use
>> your amphetamine trips.

>> -Will Dockery / May 1976

> ***

Another classic, another great moment in time...

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 by: W-Dockery - Tue, 16 Aug 2022 07:40 UTC

Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Amathyzt wrote:
>>>
>>> If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.

>> Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.

>> 🙂

>>> Watermelon Moon

>>> I'm going to slug this thing out
>>> to the bitter bloody end.
>>> The wheels have turned too fast
>>> but gone nowhere for too long.

>>> Snow collects on the windows
>>> and this summer will only twist it.
>>> Tried my best for the entire game
>>> just to keep the lights on.

>>> This morning I was looking
>>> looking over the river.
>>> At the blueness
>>> of early morning springtime.

>>> And through other eyes
>>> I saw how others also needed...
>>> your touch.
>>> Hope they find
>>> what it is they need.

>>> But when you look
>>> into the mirror
>>> and you see those green eyes
>>> staring yourself right back.

>>> And you don't find
>>> nothing to love.
>>> Just remember others do
>>> and we hang around for free.
>>> Because there's nobody
>>> else
>>> quite like you.

>>> What I said and thought
>>> we two totally different things.
>>> I ran it all through a filter
>>> wish I could somehow
>>> get inside you with it.

>>> And flag down that lonely rider
>>> that rides inside your soul.
>>> Paying in blood
>>> for what got lost.
>>> What we will never find again.

>>> Strange waters in your thoughts
>>> like dying watercolors.
>>> With a wicked witless witness
>>> hair slinging to her sides.

>>> Memories whisper like
>>> ancient specters in some grave.
>>> How can I water your moonlight
>>> or alter it?

>>> Your body curled
>>> in creamy thin spindles.
>>> My poetry exposed at last
>>> all we did was eat watermelon
>>> and drink rancid wines.
>>> But I never wanted to lose
>>> the sparks
>>> we once shared.

>>> Look at me
>>> I have a crown of thorns
>>> on my heart now.
>>> But you still find nothing
>>> there to love?

>>> Your lips on a cigarette
>>> smoke flutters across
>>> your face.
>>> Smoke rising in textured streams
>>> like southern winds twisting.

>>> With a twisted scorn of youth
>>> a taste of honey on your lips.
>>> The black drugs you use
>>> your amphetamine trips.

>>> -Will Dockery / May 1976

>> ***

> Another classic, another great moment in time...

Thanks again for reading and commenting.

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 by: Victor H. - Fri, 7 Oct 2022 19:16 UTC

Will Dockery wrote:

> Zod wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:

>>> Amathyzt wrote:
>>>>
>>>> If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.

>>> Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.

>>> 🙂

>>>> Watermelon Moon

>>>> I'm going to slug this thing out
>>>> to the bitter bloody end.
>>>> The wheels have turned too fast
>>>> but gone nowhere for too long.

>>>> Snow collects on the windows
>>>> and this summer will only twist it.
>>>> Tried my best for the entire game
>>>> just to keep the lights on.

>>>> This morning I was looking
>>>> looking over the river.
>>>> At the blueness
>>>> of early morning springtime.

>>>> And through other eyes
>>>> I saw how others also needed...
>>>> your touch.
>>>> Hope they find
>>>> what it is they need.

>>>> But when you look
>>>> into the mirror
>>>> and you see those green eyes
>>>> staring yourself right back.

>>>> And you don't find
>>>> nothing to love.
>>>> Just remember others do
>>>> and we hang around for free.
>>>> Because there's nobody
>>>> else
>>>> quite like you.

>>>> What I said and thought
>>>> we two totally different things.
>>>> I ran it all through a filter
>>>> wish I could somehow
>>>> get inside you with it.

>>>> And flag down that lonely rider
>>>> that rides inside your soul.
>>>> Paying in blood
>>>> for what got lost.
>>>> What we will never find again.

>>>> Strange waters in your thoughts
>>>> like dying watercolors.
>>>> With a wicked witless witness
>>>> hair slinging to her sides.

>>>> Memories whisper like
>>>> ancient specters in some grave.
>>>> How can I water your moonlight
>>>> or alter it?

>>>> Your body curled
>>>> in creamy thin spindles.
>>>> My poetry exposed at last
>>>> all we did was eat watermelon
>>>> and drink rancid wines.
>>>> But I never wanted to lose
>>>> the sparks
>>>> we once shared.

>>>> Look at me
>>>> I have a crown of thorns
>>>> on my heart now.
>>>> But you still find nothing
>>>> there to love?

>>>> Your lips on a cigarette
>>>> smoke flutters across
>>>> your face.
>>>> Smoke rising in textured streams
>>>> like southern winds twisting.

>>>> With a twisted scorn of youth
>>>> a taste of honey on your lips.
>>>> The black drugs you use
>>>> your amphetamine trips.

>>>> -Will Dockery / May 1976

>>> ***

>> Another classic, another great moment in time...

> Thanks again for reading and commenting.

This probably was written immediately after or during the visit from the late great poet Ahmos Zu-Bolton, correct....?

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 by: W-Dockery - Sun, 9 Oct 2022 17:16 UTC

Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Zod wrote:

>>> Will Dockery wrote:

>>>> Amathyzt wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>> If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.

>>>> Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.

>>>> 🙂

>>>>> Watermelon Moon

>>>>> I'm going to slug this thing out
>>>>> to the bitter bloody end.
>>>>> The wheels have turned too fast
>>>>> but gone nowhere for too long.

>>>>> Snow collects on the windows
>>>>> and this summer will only twist it.
>>>>> Tried my best for the entire game
>>>>> just to keep the lights on.

>>>>> This morning I was looking
>>>>> looking over the river.
>>>>> At the blueness
>>>>> of early morning springtime.

>>>>> And through other eyes
>>>>> I saw how others also needed...
>>>>> your touch.
>>>>> Hope they find
>>>>> what it is they need.

>>>>> But when you look
>>>>> into the mirror
>>>>> and you see those green eyes
>>>>> staring yourself right back.

>>>>> And you don't find
>>>>> nothing to love.
>>>>> Just remember others do
>>>>> and we hang around for free.
>>>>> Because there's nobody
>>>>> else
>>>>> quite like you.

>>>>> What I said and thought
>>>>> we two totally different things.
>>>>> I ran it all through a filter
>>>>> wish I could somehow
>>>>> get inside you with it.

>>>>> And flag down that lonely rider
>>>>> that rides inside your soul.
>>>>> Paying in blood
>>>>> for what got lost.
>>>>> What we will never find again.

>>>>> Strange waters in your thoughts
>>>>> like dying watercolors.
>>>>> With a wicked witless witness
>>>>> hair slinging to her sides.

>>>>> Memories whisper like
>>>>> ancient specters in some grave.
>>>>> How can I water your moonlight
>>>>> or alter it?

>>>>> Your body curled
>>>>> in creamy thin spindles.
>>>>> My poetry exposed at last
>>>>> all we did was eat watermelon
>>>>> and drink rancid wines.
>>>>> But I never wanted to lose
>>>>> the sparks
>>>>> we once shared.

>>>>> Look at me
>>>>> I have a crown of thorns
>>>>> on my heart now.
>>>>> But you still find nothing
>>>>> there to love?

>>>>> Your lips on a cigarette
>>>>> smoke flutters across
>>>>> your face.
>>>>> Smoke rising in textured streams
>>>>> like southern winds twisting.

>>>>> With a twisted scorn of youth
>>>>> a taste of honey on your lips.
>>>>> The black drugs you use
>>>>> your amphetamine trips.

>>>>> -Will Dockery / May 1976

>>>> ***

>>> Another classic, another great moment in time...

>> Thanks again for reading and commenting.

> This probably was written immediately after or during the visit from the late great poet Ahmos Zu-Bolton, correct....?

May 1976, Ahmos Zu-Bolton was still in town at around that time.

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 by: Zod - Tue, 22 Nov 2022 22:20 UTC

Will Dockery wrote:
> Amathyzt wrote:
>
> > If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.
> Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.
>
> > Watermelon Moon
>
> > I'm going to slug this thing out
> > to the bitter bloody end.
> > The wheels have turned too fast
> > but gone nowhere for too long.
>
> > Snow collects on the windows
> > and this summer will only twist it.
> > Tried my best for the entire game
> > just to keep the lights on.
>
> > This morning I was looking
> > looking over the river.
> > At the blueness
> > of early morning springtime.
>
> > And through other eyes
> > I saw how others also needed...
> > your touch.
> > Hope they find
> > what it is they need.
>
> > But when you look
> > into the mirror
> > and you see those green eyes
> > staring yourself right back.
>
> > And you don't find
> > nothing to love.
> > Just remember others do
> > and we hang around for free.
> > Because there's nobody
> > else
> > quite like you.
>
> > What I said and thought
> > we two totally different things.
> > I ran it all through a filter
> > wish I could somehow
> > get inside you with it.
>
> > And flag down that lonely rider
> > that rides inside your soul.
> > Paying in blood
> > for what got lost.
> > What we will never find again.
>
> > Strange waters in your thoughts
> > like dying watercolors.
> > With a wicked witless witness
> > hair slinging to her sides.
>
> > Memories whisper like
> > ancient specters in some grave.
> > How can I water your moonlight
> > or alter it?
>
> > Your body curled
> > in creamy thin spindles.
> > My poetry exposed at last
> > all we did was eat watermelon
> > and drink rancid wines.
> > But I never wanted to lose
> > the sparks
> > we once shared.
>
> > Look at me
> > I have a crown of thorns
> > on my heart now.
> > But you still find nothing
> > there to love?
>
> > Your lips on a cigarette
> > smoke flutters across
> > your face.
> > Smoke rising in textured streams
> > like southern winds twisting.
>
> > With a twisted scorn of youth
> > a taste of honey on your lips.
> > The black drugs you use
> > your amphetamine trips.
>
> > -Will Dockery / May 1976
> ***

True.... one of your more lovely early poems....

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Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> Amathyzt wrote:
>>
>> > If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.
>> Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.
>>
>> > Watermelon Moon
>>
>> > I'm going to slug this thing out
>> > to the bitter bloody end.
>> > The wheels have turned too fast
>> > but gone nowhere for too long.
>>
>> > Snow collects on the windows
>> > and this summer will only twist it.
>> > Tried my best for the entire game
>> > just to keep the lights on.
>>
>> > This morning I was looking
>> > looking over the river.
>> > At the blueness
>> > of early morning springtime.
>>
>> > And through other eyes
>> > I saw how others also needed...
>> > your touch.
>> > Hope they find
>> > what it is they need.
>>
>> > But when you look
>> > into the mirror
>> > and you see those green eyes
>> > staring yourself right back.
>>
>> > And you don't find
>> > nothing to love.
>> > Just remember others do
>> > and we hang around for free.
>> > Because there's nobody
>> > else
>> > quite like you.
>>
>> > What I said and thought
>> > we two totally different things.
>> > I ran it all through a filter
>> > wish I could somehow
>> > get inside you with it.
>>
>> > And flag down that lonely rider
>> > that rides inside your soul.
>> > Paying in blood
>> > for what got lost.
>> > What we will never find again.
>>
>> > Strange waters in your thoughts
>> > like dying watercolors.
>> > With a wicked witless witness
>> > hair slinging to her sides.
>>
>> > Memories whisper like
>> > ancient specters in some grave.
>> > How can I water your moonlight
>> > or alter it?
>>
>> > Your body curled
>> > in creamy thin spindles.
>> > My poetry exposed at last
>> > all we did was eat watermelon
>> > and drink rancid wines.
>> > But I never wanted to lose
>> > the sparks
>> > we once shared.
>>
>> > Look at me
>> > I have a crown of thorns
>> > on my heart now.
>> > But you still find nothing
>> > there to love?
>>
>> > Your lips on a cigarette
>> > smoke flutters across
>> > your face.
>> > Smoke rising in textured streams
>> > like southern winds twisting.
>>
>> > With a twisted scorn of youth
>> > a taste of honey on your lips.
>> > The black drugs you use
>> > your amphetamine trips.
>>
>> > -Will Dockery / May 1976
>> ***

> True.... one of your more lovely early poems....

A 1976 poem heavily influenced by Ahmos Zu-Bolton and Daniel Barfield.

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 by: Will Dockery - Sun, 4 Dec 2022 04:52 UTC

On Tuesday, November 22, 2022 at 5:20:09 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> > Amathyzt wrote:
> >
> > > If I knew nothing about poetry, which is close to true, that kind of poem make me want to peel my clothes off. Thanks for posting.
> > Amathyzt, I just found this in rec.arts.poems, thanks for reading and commenting.
> >
> > > Watermelon Moon
> >
> > > I'm going to slug this thing out
> > > to the bitter bloody end.
> > > The wheels have turned too fast
> > > but gone nowhere for too long.
> >
> > > Snow collects on the windows
> > > and this summer will only twist it.
> > > Tried my best for the entire game
> > > just to keep the lights on.
> >
> > > This morning I was looking
> > > looking over the river.
> > > At the blueness
> > > of early morning springtime.
> >
> > > And through other eyes
> > > I saw how others also needed...
> > > your touch.
> > > Hope they find
> > > what it is they need.
> >
> > > But when you look
> > > into the mirror
> > > and you see those green eyes
> > > staring yourself right back.
> >
> > > And you don't find
> > > nothing to love.
> > > Just remember others do
> > > and we hang around for free.
> > > Because there's nobody
> > > else
> > > quite like you.
> >
> > > What I said and thought
> > > we two totally different things.
> > > I ran it all through a filter
> > > wish I could somehow
> > > get inside you with it.
> >
> > > And flag down that lonely rider
> > > that rides inside your soul.
> > > Paying in blood
> > > for what got lost.
> > > What we will never find again.
> >
> > > Strange waters in your thoughts
> > > like dying watercolors.
> > > With a wicked witless witness
> > > hair slinging to her sides.
> >
> > > Memories whisper like
> > > ancient specters in some grave.
> > > How can I water your moonlight
> > > or alter it?
> >
> > > Your body curled
> > > in creamy thin spindles.
> > > My poetry exposed at last
> > > all we did was eat watermelon
> > > and drink rancid wines.
> > > But I never wanted to lose
> > > the sparks
> > > we once shared.
> >
> > > Look at me
> > > I have a crown of thorns
> > > on my heart now.
> > > But you still find nothing
> > > there to love?
> >
> > > Your lips on a cigarette
> > > smoke flutters across
> > > your face.
> > > Smoke rising in textured streams
> > > like southern winds twisting.
> >
> > > With a twisted scorn of youth
> > > a taste of honey on your lips.
> > > The black drugs you use
> > > your amphetamine trips.
> >
> > > -Will Dockery / May 1976
> > ***
> True.... one of your more lovely early poems....

Thanks again for reading and commenting.

🙂

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