Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.

Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.

Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.

I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.

interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.

It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.

Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.

We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.

But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.

Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.

It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.

Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.

I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.

I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.

Interlude
from the days of love and rage.

Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.

-Will Dockery 2020

----
From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

(Reposted for George J. Dance)

Will Dockery wrote:
>
> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

> I woke up the next morning
> with freeze frame memories
> in that February gloom.

> Stepped out of the
> creepy boarding house
> locked the door
> to my little room.

> Walked across the park
> to that little creek
> I saw Paige across the way
> roller skating on the ice.

> I had an awareness
> of her copper colored eyes.

> interlude
> from the days of love and rage.
> She smiles through the mist
> she turns the page.

> It was cold
> the sky was grey
> I lit my pipe
> there was a little spark
> of flame.

> Paige skated over
> and sat next to me
> by that old abandoned train.

> We talked of airwaves and poetry
> and a mansion on the hill.

> But now
> everything's changed
> I don't even know how
> I guess I never will.

> Taking a time out
> from the love and rage
> Paige waves sideways
> as she skates away
> she turns the page.

> It's been forty years now
> I went back
> and retraced my steps.

> Walked by and looked
> where the old boarding house was
> there was nothing of it left.

> I walked across the park
> to that little creek
> I sat down under
> that same old tree.

> I felt a little tingle
> in the air,
> I felt like her ghost
> was sitting there with me.

> Interlude
> from the days of love and rage.

> Paige smiles at me
> through the mist
> like a winter ghost
> then she fades away.

> -Will Dockery 2020

> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

Cool poem.... good choice......!

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>> I woke up the next morning
>> with freeze frame memories
>> in that February gloom.

>> Stepped out of the
>> creepy boarding house
>> locked the door
>> to my little room.

>> Walked across the park
>> to that little creek
>> I saw Paige across the way
>> roller skating on the ice.

>> I had an awareness
>> of her copper colored eyes.

>> interlude
>> from the days of love and rage.
>> She smiles through the mist
>> she turns the page.

>> It was cold
>> the sky was grey
>> I lit my pipe
>> there was a little spark
>> of flame.

>> Paige skated over
>> and sat next to me
>> by that old abandoned train.

>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>> and a mansion on the hill.

>> But now
>> everything's changed
>> I don't even know how
>> I guess I never will.

>> Taking a time out
>> from the love and rage
>> Paige waves sideways
>> as she skates away
>> she turns the page.

>> It's been forty years now
>> I went back
>> and retraced my steps.

>> Walked by and looked
>> where the old boarding house was
>> there was nothing of it left.

>> I walked across the park
>> to that little creek
>> I sat down under
>> that same old tree.

>> I felt a little tingle
>> in the air,
>> I felt like her ghost
>> was sitting there with me.

>> Interlude
>> from the days of love and rage.

>> Paige smiles at me
>> through the mist
>> like a winter ghost
>> then she fades away.

>> -Will Dockery 2020

>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

> Cool poem.... good choice......!

Thanks for reading and commenting.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>
>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>>> I woke up the next morning
>>> with freeze frame memories
>>> in that February gloom.

>>> Stepped out of the
>>> creepy boarding house
>>> locked the door
>>> to my little room.

>>> Walked across the park
>>> to that little creek
>>> I saw Paige across the way
>>> roller skating on the ice.

>>> I had an awareness
>>> of her copper colored eyes.

>>> interlude
>>> from the days of love and rage.
>>> She smiles through the mist
>>> she turns the page.

>>> It was cold
>>> the sky was grey
>>> I lit my pipe
>>> there was a little spark
>>> of flame.

>>> Paige skated over
>>> and sat next to me
>>> by that old abandoned train.

>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>>> and a mansion on the hill.

>>> But now
>>> everything's changed
>>> I don't even know how
>>> I guess I never will.

>>> Taking a time out
>>> from the love and rage
>>> Paige waves sideways
>>> as she skates away
>>> she turns the page.

>>> It's been forty years now
>>> I went back
>>> and retraced my steps.

>>> Walked by and looked
>>> where the old boarding house was
>>> there was nothing of it left.

>>> I walked across the park
>>> to that little creek
>>> I sat down under
>>> that same old tree.

>>> I felt a little tingle
>>> in the air,
>>> I felt like her ghost
>>> was sitting there with me.

>>> Interlude
>>> from the days of love and rage.

>>> Paige smiles at me
>>> through the mist
>>> like a winter ghost
>>> then she fades away.

>>> -Will Dockery 2020

>>> ----
>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

>> Cool poem.... good choice......!

> Thanks for reading and commenting.

> 🙂

Outstandingly....!

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> General-Zod wrote:

>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>
>>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>>>> I woke up the next morning
>>>> with freeze frame memories
>>>> in that February gloom.

>>>> Stepped out of the
>>>> creepy boarding house
>>>> locked the door
>>>> to my little room.

>>>> Walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I saw Paige across the way
>>>> roller skating on the ice.

>>>> I had an awareness
>>>> of her copper colored eyes.

>>>> interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.
>>>> She smiles through the mist
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It was cold
>>>> the sky was grey
>>>> I lit my pipe
>>>> there was a little spark
>>>> of flame.

>>>> Paige skated over
>>>> and sat next to me
>>>> by that old abandoned train.

>>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>>>> and a mansion on the hill.

>>>> But now
>>>> everything's changed
>>>> I don't even know how
>>>> I guess I never will.

>>>> Taking a time out
>>>> from the love and rage
>>>> Paige waves sideways
>>>> as she skates away
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It's been forty years now
>>>> I went back
>>>> and retraced my steps.

>>>> Walked by and looked
>>>> where the old boarding house was
>>>> there was nothing of it left.

>>>> I walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I sat down under
>>>> that same old tree.

>>>> I felt a little tingle
>>>> in the air,
>>>> I felt like her ghost
>>>> was sitting there with me.

>>>> Interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.

>>>> Paige smiles at me
>>>> through the mist
>>>> like a winter ghost
>>>> then she fades away.

>>>> -Will Dockery 2020

>>>> ----
>>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

>>> Cool poem.... good choice......!

>> Thanks for reading and commenting.

>
>

> Outstandingly....!

Thanks again for the nod, Zod.

:)

General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>>>> I woke up the next morning
>>>> with freeze frame memories
>>>> in that February gloom.

>>>> Stepped out of the
>>>> creepy boarding house
>>>> locked the door
>>>> to my little room.

>>>> Walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I saw Paige across the way
>>>> roller skating on the ice.

>>>> I had an awareness
>>>> of her copper colored eyes.

>>>> interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.
>>>> She smiles through the mist
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It was cold
>>>> the sky was grey
>>>> I lit my pipe
>>>> there was a little spark
>>>> of flame.

>>>> Paige skated over
>>>> and sat next to me
>>>> by that old abandoned train.

>>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>>>> and a mansion on the hill.

>>>> But now
>>>> everything's changed
>>>> I don't even know how
>>>> I guess I never will.

>>>> Taking a time out
>>>> from the love and rage
>>>> Paige waves sideways
>>>> as she skates away
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It's been forty years now
>>>> I went back
>>>> and retraced my steps.

>>>> Walked by and looked
>>>> where the old boarding house was
>>>> there was nothing of it left.

>>>> I walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I sat down under
>>>> that same old tree.

>>>> I felt a little tingle
>>>> in the air,
>>>> I felt like her ghost
>>>> was sitting there with me.

>>>> Interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.

>>>> Paige smiles at me
>>>> through the mist
>>>> like a winter ghost
>>>> then she fades away.

>>>> -Will Dockery 2020

>>>> ----
>>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

> Cool poem.... good choice......!
>

> Outstandingly....!

Good afternoon, my friend, thanks again for reading and commenting.

🙂

> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

> I woke up the next morning
> with freeze frame memories
> in that February gloom.

> Stepped out of the
> creepy boarding house
> locked the door
> to my little room.

> Walked across the park
> to that little creek
> I saw Paige across the way
> roller skating on the ice.

> I had an awareness
> of her copper colored eyes.

> interlude
> from the days of love and rage.
> She smiles through the mist
> she turns the page.

> It was cold
> the sky was grey
> I lit my pipe
> there was a little spark
> of flame.

> Paige skated over
> and sat next to me
> by that old abandoned train.

> We talked of airwaves and poetry
> and a mansion on the hill.

> But now
> everything's changed
> I don't even know how
> I guess I never will.

> Taking a time out
> from the love and rage
> Paige waves sideways
> as she skates away
> she turns the page.

> It's been forty years now
> I went back
> and retraced my steps.

> Walked by and looked
> where the old boarding house was
> there was nothing of it left.

> I walked across the park
> to that little creek
> I sat down under
> that same old tree.

> I felt a little tingle
> in the air,
> I felt like her ghost
> was sitting there with me.

> Interlude
> from the days of love and rage.

> Paige smiles at me
> through the mist
> like a winter ghost
> then she fades away.

> -Will Dockery 2020

> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

Lest we forget.

🙂

On Sunday, January 15, 2023 at 3:30:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>
> > I woke up the next morning
> > with freeze frame memories
> > in that February gloom.
>
> > Stepped out of the
> > creepy boarding house
> > locked the door
> > to my little room.
>
> > Walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I saw Paige across the way
> > roller skating on the ice.
>
> > I had an awareness
> > of her copper colored eyes.
>
> > interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
> > She smiles through the mist
> > she turns the page.
>
> > It was cold
> > the sky was grey
> > I lit my pipe
> > there was a little spark
> > of flame.
>
> > Paige skated over
> > and sat next to me
> > by that old abandoned train.
>
> > We talked of airwaves and poetry
> > and a mansion on the hill.
>
> > But now
> > everything's changed
> > I don't even know how
> > I guess I never will.
>
> > Taking a time out
> > from the love and rage
> > Paige waves sideways
> > as she skates away
> > she turns the page.
>
> > It's been forty years now
> > I went back
> > and retraced my steps.
>
> > Walked by and looked
> > where the old boarding house was
> > there was nothing of it left.
>
> > I walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I sat down under
> > that same old tree.
>
> > I felt a little tingle
> > in the air,
> > I felt like her ghost
> > was sitting there with me.
>
> > Interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
>
> > Paige smiles at me
> > through the mist
> > like a winter ghost
> > then she fades away.
>
> > -Will Dockery 2020
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>
> > (Reposted for George J. Dance)
> Lest we forget.
>
> 🙂

Cool....!

Cool.....

Zod wrote:

> On Sunday, January 15, 2023 at 3:30:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>>
>> > I woke up the next morning
>> > with freeze frame memories
>> > in that February gloom.
>>
>> > Stepped out of the
>> > creepy boarding house
>> > locked the door
>> > to my little room.
>>
>> > Walked across the park
>> > to that little creek
>> > I saw Paige across the way
>> > roller skating on the ice.
>>
>> > I had an awareness
>> > of her copper colored eyes.
>>
>> > interlude
>> > from the days of love and rage.
>> > She smiles through the mist
>> > she turns the page.
>>
>> > It was cold
>> > the sky was grey
>> > I lit my pipe
>> > there was a little spark
>> > of flame.
>>
>> > Paige skated over
>> > and sat next to me
>> > by that old abandoned train.
>>
>> > We talked of airwaves and poetry
>> > and a mansion on the hill.
>>
>> > But now
>> > everything's changed
>> > I don't even know how
>> > I guess I never will.
>>
>> > Taking a time out
>> > from the love and rage
>> > Paige waves sideways
>> > as she skates away
>> > she turns the page.
>>
>> > It's been forty years now
>> > I went back
>> > and retraced my steps.
>>
>> > Walked by and looked
>> > where the old boarding house was
>> > there was nothing of it left.
>>
>> > I walked across the park
>> > to that little creek
>> > I sat down under
>> > that same old tree.
>>
>> > I felt a little tingle
>> > in the air,
>> > I felt like her ghost
>> > was sitting there with me.
>>
>> > Interlude
>> > from the days of love and rage.
>>
>> > Paige smiles at me
>> > through the mist
>> > like a winter ghost
>> > then she fades away.
>>
>> > -Will Dockery 2020
>>
>> > ----
>> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>>
>> > (Reposted for George J. Dance)
>> Lest we forget.
>>
>> 🙂

> Cool....!

> Cool.....

Good afternoon, Zod, thanks again for the nod.

🙂

On Tuesday, January 17, 2023 at 1:25:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> Zod wrote:
>
> > On Sunday, January 15, 2023 at 3:30:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> >>
> >> > Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
> >>
> >> > I woke up the next morning
> >> > with freeze frame memories
> >> > in that February gloom.
> >>
> >> > Stepped out of the
> >> > creepy boarding house
> >> > locked the door
> >> > to my little room.
> >>
> >> > Walked across the park
> >> > to that little creek
> >> > I saw Paige across the way
> >> > roller skating on the ice.
> >>
> >> > I had an awareness
> >> > of her copper colored eyes.
> >>
> >> > interlude
> >> > from the days of love and rage.
> >> > She smiles through the mist
> >> > she turns the page.
> >>
> >> > It was cold
> >> > the sky was grey
> >> > I lit my pipe
> >> > there was a little spark
> >> > of flame.
> >>
> >> > Paige skated over
> >> > and sat next to me
> >> > by that old abandoned train.
> >>
> >> > We talked of airwaves and poetry
> >> > and a mansion on the hill.
> >>
> >> > But now
> >> > everything's changed
> >> > I don't even know how
> >> > I guess I never will.
> >>
> >> > Taking a time out
> >> > from the love and rage
> >> > Paige waves sideways
> >> > as she skates away
> >> > she turns the page.
> >>
> >> > It's been forty years now
> >> > I went back
> >> > and retraced my steps.
> >>
> >> > Walked by and looked
> >> > where the old boarding house was
> >> > there was nothing of it left.
> >>
> >> > I walked across the park
> >> > to that little creek
> >> > I sat down under
> >> > that same old tree.
> >>
> >> > I felt a little tingle
> >> > in the air,
> >> > I felt like her ghost
> >> > was sitting there with me.
> >>
> >> > Interlude
> >> > from the days of love and rage.
> >>
> >> > Paige smiles at me
> >> > through the mist
> >> > like a winter ghost
> >> > then she fades away.
> >>
> >> > -Will Dockery 2020
> >>
> >> > ----
> >> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
> >>
> >> > (Reposted for George J. Dance)
> >> Lest we forget.
> >>
> >> 🙂
>
> > Cool....!
>
> > Cool.....
> Good afternoon, Zod, thanks again for the nod.

"I love when you sodom my bod, General Zod
We're snuggled together like peas in a pod
Mind if I call you Todd, General Zod?
I can do what I want to because I'm your god."
-- Will Donkey, from The Shitholeville Mythos

On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 5:40:15 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>
> > I woke up the next morning
> > with freeze frame memories
> > in that February gloom.
>
> > Stepped out of the
> > creepy boarding house
> > locked the door
> > to my little room.
>
> > Walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I saw Paige across the way
> > roller skating on the ice.
>
> > I had an awareness
> > of her copper colored eyes.
>
> > interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
> > She smiles through the mist
> > she turns the page.
>
> > It was cold
> > the sky was grey
> > I lit my pipe
> > there was a little spark
> > of flame.
>
> > Paige skated over
> > and sat next to me
> > by that old abandoned train.
>
> > We talked of airwaves and poetry
> > and a mansion on the hill.
>
> > But now
> > everything's changed
> > I don't even know how
> > I guess I never will.
>
> > Taking a time out
> > from the love and rage
> > Paige waves sideways
> > as she skates away
> > she turns the page.
>
> > It's been forty years now
> > I went back
> > and retraced my steps.
>
> > Walked by and looked
> > where the old boarding house was
> > there was nothing of it left.
>
> > I walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I sat down under
> > that same old tree.
>
> > I felt a little tingle
> > in the air,
> > I felt like her ghost
> > was sitting there with me.
>
> > Interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
>
> > Paige smiles at me
> > through the mist
> > like a winter ghost
> > then she fades away.
>
> > -Will Dockery 2020
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>
> > (Reposted for George J. Dance)
> Cool poem.... good choice......!

Thanks again for the nod.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:

> General-Zod wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>
>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>>> I woke up the next morning
>>> with freeze frame memories
>>> in that February gloom.

>>> Stepped out of the
>>> creepy boarding house
>>> locked the door
>>> to my little room.

>>> Walked across the park
>>> to that little creek
>>> I saw Paige across the way
>>> roller skating on the ice.

>>> I had an awareness
>>> of her copper colored eyes.

>>> interlude
>>> from the days of love and rage.
>>> She smiles through the mist
>>> she turns the page.

>>> It was cold
>>> the sky was grey
>>> I lit my pipe
>>> there was a little spark
>>> of flame.

>>> Paige skated over
>>> and sat next to me
>>> by that old abandoned train.

>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>>> and a mansion on the hill.

>>> But now
>>> everything's changed
>>> I don't even know how
>>> I guess I never will.

>>> Taking a time out
>>> from the love and rage
>>> Paige waves sideways
>>> as she skates away
>>> she turns the page.

>>> It's been forty years now
>>> I went back
>>> and retraced my steps.

>>> Walked by and looked
>>> where the old boarding house was
>>> there was nothing of it left.

>>> I walked across the park
>>> to that little creek
>>> I sat down under
>>> that same old tree.

>>> I felt a little tingle
>>> in the air,
>>> I felt like her ghost
>>> was sitting there with me.

>>> Interlude
>>> from the days of love and rage.

>>> Paige smiles at me
>>> through the mist
>>> like a winter ghost
>>> then she fades away.

>>> -Will Dockery 2020

>>> ----
>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

>> Cool poem.... good choice......!

> Thanks for reading and commenting.

> 🙂

Quite rightly....!

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> General-Zod wrote:

>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>
>>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>>>> I woke up the next morning
>>>> with freeze frame memories
>>>> in that February gloom.

>>>> Stepped out of the
>>>> creepy boarding house
>>>> locked the door
>>>> to my little room.

>>>> Walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I saw Paige across the way
>>>> roller skating on the ice.

>>>> I had an awareness
>>>> of her copper colored eyes.

>>>> interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.
>>>> She smiles through the mist
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It was cold
>>>> the sky was grey
>>>> I lit my pipe
>>>> there was a little spark
>>>> of flame.

>>>> Paige skated over
>>>> and sat next to me
>>>> by that old abandoned train.

>>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>>>> and a mansion on the hill.

>>>> But now
>>>> everything's changed
>>>> I don't even know how
>>>> I guess I never will.

>>>> Taking a time out
>>>> from the love and rage
>>>> Paige waves sideways
>>>> as she skates away
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It's been forty years now
>>>> I went back
>>>> and retraced my steps.

>>>> Walked by and looked
>>>> where the old boarding house was
>>>> there was nothing of it left.

>>>> I walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I sat down under
>>>> that same old tree.

>>>> I felt a little tingle
>>>> in the air,
>>>> I felt like her ghost
>>>> was sitting there with me.

>>>> Interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.

>>>> Paige smiles at me
>>>> through the mist
>>>> like a winter ghost
>>>> then she fades away.

>>>> -Will Dockery 2020

>>>> ----
>>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

>>> Cool poem.... good choice......!

>> Thanks for reading and commenting.

>> 🙂

> Quite rightly....!

Thanks again, this thread was created mainly because of the title adjustment, which refers back to the original, recorded version.

Winter Ghost:
https://youtube.com/shorts/wxRWRMKlzCE?feature=share

On Wednesday, January 18, 2023 at 9:30:23 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>
> >>>> I woke up the next morning
> >>>> with freeze frame memories
> >>>> in that February gloom.
>
> >>>> Stepped out of the
> >>>> creepy boarding house
> >>>> locked the door
> >>>> to my little room.
>
> >>>> Walked across the park
> >>>> to that little creek
> >>>> I saw Paige across the way
> >>>> roller skating on the ice.
>
> >>>> I had an awareness
> >>>> of her copper colored eyes.
>
> >>>> interlude
> >>>> from the days of love and rage.
> >>>> She smiles through the mist
> >>>> she turns the page.
>
> >>>> It was cold
> >>>> the sky was grey
> >>>> I lit my pipe
> >>>> there was a little spark
> >>>> of flame.
>
> >>>> Paige skated over
> >>>> and sat next to me
> >>>> by that old abandoned train.
>
> >>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
> >>>> and a mansion on the hill.
>
> >>>> But now
> >>>> everything's changed
> >>>> I don't even know how
> >>>> I guess I never will.
>
> >>>> Taking a time out
> >>>> from the love and rage
> >>>> Paige waves sideways
> >>>> as she skates away
> >>>> she turns the page.
>
> >>>> It's been forty years now
> >>>> I went back
> >>>> and retraced my steps.
>
> >>>> Walked by and looked
> >>>> where the old boarding house was
> >>>> there was nothing of it left.
>
> >>>> I walked across the park
> >>>> to that little creek
> >>>> I sat down under
> >>>> that same old tree.
>
> >>>> I felt a little tingle
> >>>> in the air,
> >>>> I felt like her ghost
> >>>> was sitting there with me.
>
> >>>> Interlude
> >>>> from the days of love and rage.
>
> >>>> Paige smiles at me
> >>>> through the mist
> >>>> like a winter ghost
> >>>> then she fades away.
>
> >>>> -Will Dockery 2020
>
> >>>> ----
> >>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>
> >>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)
>
> Thanks again, this thread was created mainly because of the title adjustment, which refers back to the original, recorded version.
>
> Winter Ghost:
> https://youtube.com/shorts/wxRWRMKlzCE?feature=share

Lovely melody....

Zod wrote:

> On Wednesday, January 18, 2023 at 9:30:23 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> General-Zod wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> >>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>>
>> >>>> I woke up the next morning
>> >>>> with freeze frame memories
>> >>>> in that February gloom.
>>
>> >>>> Stepped out of the
>> >>>> creepy boarding house
>> >>>> locked the door
>> >>>> to my little room.
>>
>> >>>> Walked across the park
>> >>>> to that little creek
>> >>>> I saw Paige across the way
>> >>>> roller skating on the ice.
>>
>> >>>> I had an awareness
>> >>>> of her copper colored eyes.
>>
>> >>>> interlude
>> >>>> from the days of love and rage.
>> >>>> She smiles through the mist
>> >>>> she turns the page.
>>
>> >>>> It was cold
>> >>>> the sky was grey
>> >>>> I lit my pipe
>> >>>> there was a little spark
>> >>>> of flame.
>>
>> >>>> Paige skated over
>> >>>> and sat next to me
>> >>>> by that old abandoned train.
>>
>> >>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>> >>>> and a mansion on the hill.
>>
>> >>>> But now
>> >>>> everything's changed
>> >>>> I don't even know how
>> >>>> I guess I never will.
>>
>> >>>> Taking a time out
>> >>>> from the love and rage
>> >>>> Paige waves sideways
>> >>>> as she skates away
>> >>>> she turns the page.
>>
>> >>>> It's been forty years now
>> >>>> I went back
>> >>>> and retraced my steps.
>>
>> >>>> Walked by and looked
>> >>>> where the old boarding house was
>> >>>> there was nothing of it left.
>>
>> >>>> I walked across the park
>> >>>> to that little creek
>> >>>> I sat down under
>> >>>> that same old tree.
>>
>> >>>> I felt a little tingle
>> >>>> in the air,
>> >>>> I felt like her ghost
>> >>>> was sitting there with me.
>>
>> >>>> Interlude
>> >>>> from the days of love and rage.
>>
>> >>>> Paige smiles at me
>> >>>> through the mist
>> >>>> like a winter ghost
>> >>>> then she fades away.
>>
>> >>>> -Will Dockery 2020
>>
>> >>>> ----
>> >>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> >>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>>
>> >>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)
>>
>> Thanks again, this thread was created mainly because of the title adjustment, which refers back to the original, recorded version.
>>
>> Winter Ghost:
>> https://youtube.com/shorts/wxRWRMKlzCE?feature=share

> Lovely melody....

Thanks again for listening and commenting, Zod.

:)

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>> I woke up the next morning
>> with freeze frame memories
>> in that February gloom.

>> Stepped out of the
>> creepy boarding house
>> locked the door
>> to my little room.

>> Walked across the park
>> to that little creek
>> I saw Paige across the way
>> roller skating on the ice.

>> I had an awareness
>> of her copper colored eyes.

>> interlude
>> from the days of love and rage.
>> She smiles through the mist
>> she turns the page.

>> It was cold
>> the sky was grey
>> I lit my pipe
>> there was a little spark
>> of flame.

>> Paige skated over
>> and sat next to me
>> by that old abandoned train.

>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>> and a mansion on the hill.

>> But now
>> everything's changed
>> I don't even know how
>> I guess I never will.

>> Taking a time out
>> from the love and rage
>> Paige waves sideways
>> as she skates away
>> she turns the page.

>> It's been forty years now
>> I went back
>> and retraced my steps.

>> Walked by and looked
>> where the old boarding house was
>> there was nothing of it left.

>> I walked across the park
>> to that little creek
>> I sat down under
>> that same old tree.

>> I felt a little tingle
>> in the air,
>> I felt like her ghost
>> was sitting there with me.

>> Interlude
>> from the days of love and rage.

>> Paige smiles at me
>> through the mist
>> like a winter ghost
>> then she fades away.

>> -Will Dockery 2020

>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

> Cool poem.... good choice......!

Thanks again for the nod, Zod.

🙂

On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 5:40:15 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>
> > I woke up the next morning
> > with freeze frame memories
> > in that February gloom.
>
> > Stepped out of the
> > creepy boarding house
> > locked the door
> > to my little room.
>
> > Walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I saw Paige across the way
> > roller skating on the ice.
>
> > I had an awareness
> > of her copper colored eyes.
>
> > interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
> > She smiles through the mist
> > she turns the page.
>
> > It was cold
> > the sky was grey
> > I lit my pipe
> > there was a little spark
> > of flame.
>
> > Paige skated over
> > and sat next to me
> > by that old abandoned train.
>
> > We talked of airwaves and poetry
> > and a mansion on the hill.
>
> > But now
> > everything's changed
> > I don't even know how
> > I guess I never will.
>
> > Taking a time out
> > from the love and rage
> > Paige waves sideways
> > as she skates away
> > she turns the page.
>
> > It's been forty years now
> > I went back
> > and retraced my steps.
>
> > Walked by and looked
> > where the old boarding house was
> > there was nothing of it left.
>
> > I walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I sat down under
> > that same old tree.
>
> > I felt a little tingle
> > in the air,
> > I felt like her ghost
> > was sitting there with me.
>
> > Interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
>
> > Paige smiles at me
> > through the mist
> > like a winter ghost
> > then she fades away.
>
> > -Will Dockery 2020
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>
> > (Reposted for George J. Dance)
> Cool poem.... good choice......!

Good afternoon, hope you and Mike are having a good one.

:)

On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 4:50:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>
> I woke up the next morning
> with freeze frame memories
> in that February gloom.
>
> Stepped out of the
> creepy boarding house
> locked the door
> to my little room.
>
> Walked across the park
> to that little creek
> I saw Paige across the way
> roller skating on the ice.
>
> I had an awareness
> of her copper colored eyes.
>
> interlude
> from the days of love and rage.
> She smiles through the mist
> she turns the page.
>
> It was cold
> the sky was grey
> I lit my pipe
> there was a little spark
> of flame.
>
> Paige skated over
> and sat next to me
> by that old abandoned train.
>
> We talked of airwaves and poetry
> and a mansion on the hill.
>
> But now
> everything's changed
> I don't even know how
> I guess I never will.
>
> Taking a time out
> from the love and rage
> Paige waves sideways
> as she skates away
> she turns the page.
>
> It's been forty years now
> I went back
> and retraced my steps.
>
> Walked by and looked
> where the old boarding house was
> there was nothing of it left.
>
> I walked across the park
> to that little creek
> I sat down under
> that same old tree.
>
> I felt a little tingle
> in the air,
> I felt like her ghost
> was sitting there with me.
>
> Interlude
> from the days of love and rage.
>
> Paige smiles at me
> through the mist
> like a winter ghost
> then she fades away.
>
> -Will Dockery 2020
>
> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>
> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

On Thursday, January 19, 2023 at 5:13:31 PM UTC-5, george...@yahoo.ca wrote:
> On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 4:50:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
> >
> > I woke up the next morning
> > with freeze frame memories
> > in that February gloom.
> >
> > Stepped out of the
> > creepy boarding house
> > locked the door
> > to my little room.
> >
> > Walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I saw Paige across the way
> > roller skating on the ice.
> >
> > I had an awareness
> > of her copper colored eyes.
> >
> > interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
> > She smiles through the mist
> > she turns the page.
> >
> > It was cold
> > the sky was grey
> > I lit my pipe
> > there was a little spark
> > of flame.
> >
> > Paige skated over
> > and sat next to me
> > by that old abandoned train.
> >
> > We talked of airwaves and poetry
> > and a mansion on the hill.
> >
> > But now
> > everything's changed
> > I don't even know how
> > I guess I never will.
> >
> > Taking a time out
> > from the love and rage
> > Paige waves sideways
> > as she skates away
> > she turns the page.
> >
> > It's been forty years now
> > I went back
> > and retraced my steps.
> >
> > Walked by and looked
> > where the old boarding house was
> > there was nothing of it left.
> >
> > I walked across the park
> > to that little creek
> > I sat down under
> > that same old tree.
> >
> > I felt a little tingle
> > in the air,
> > I felt like her ghost
> > was sitting there with me.
> >
> > Interlude
> > from the days of love and rage.
> >
> > Paige smiles at me
> > through the mist
> > like a winter ghost
> > then she fades away.
> >
> > -Will Dockery 2020
> >
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
> >
> > (Reposted for George J. Dance)

Thanks, George.

On Tuesday, January 17, 2023 at 5:20:16 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > General-Zod wrote:
>
> >> Will Dockery wrote:
> >>>
> >>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>
> >>> I woke up the next morning
> >>> with freeze frame memories
> >>> in that February gloom.
>
> >>> Stepped out of the
> >>> creepy boarding house
> >>> locked the door
> >>> to my little room.
>
> >>> Walked across the park
> >>> to that little creek
> >>> I saw Paige across the way
> >>> roller skating on the ice.
>
> >>> I had an awareness
> >>> of her copper colored eyes.
>
> >>> interlude
> >>> from the days of love and rage.
> >>> She smiles through the mist
> >>> she turns the page.
>
> >>> It was cold
> >>> the sky was grey
> >>> I lit my pipe
> >>> there was a little spark
> >>> of flame.
>
> >>> Paige skated over
> >>> and sat next to me
> >>> by that old abandoned train.
>
> >>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
> >>> and a mansion on the hill.
>
> >>> But now
> >>> everything's changed
> >>> I don't even know how
> >>> I guess I never will.
>
> >>> Taking a time out
> >>> from the love and rage
> >>> Paige waves sideways
> >>> as she skates away
> >>> she turns the page.
>
> >>> It's been forty years now
> >>> I went back
> >>> and retraced my steps.
>
> >>> Walked by and looked
> >>> where the old boarding house was
> >>> there was nothing of it left.
>
> >>> I walked across the park
> >>> to that little creek
> >>> I sat down under
> >>> that same old tree.
>
> >>> I felt a little tingle
> >>> in the air,
> >>> I felt like her ghost
> >>> was sitting there with me.
>
> >>> Interlude
> >>> from the days of love and rage.
>
> >>> Paige smiles at me
> >>> through the mist
> >>> like a winter ghost
> >>> then she fades away.
>
> >>> -Will Dockery 2020
>
> >>> ----
> >>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>
> >>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)
> >> Cool poem.... good choice......!
>
>
> > Thanks for reading and commenting.
>
> Quite rightly....!

Good evening, my friend.

George Dance wrote:

> On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 4:50:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>>
>> I woke up the next morning
>> with freeze frame memories
>> in that February gloom.
>>
>> Stepped out of the
>> creepy boarding house
>> locked the door
>> to my little room.
>>
>> Walked across the park
>> to that little creek
>> I saw Paige across the way
>> roller skating on the ice.
>>
>> I had an awareness
>> of her copper colored eyes.
>>
>> interlude
>> from the days of love and rage.
>> She smiles through the mist
>> she turns the page.
>>
>> It was cold
>> the sky was grey
>> I lit my pipe
>> there was a little spark
>> of flame.
>>
>> Paige skated over
>> and sat next to me
>> by that old abandoned train.
>>
>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>> and a mansion on the hill.
>>
>> But now
>> everything's changed
>> I don't even know how
>> I guess I never will.
>>
>> Taking a time out
>> from the love and rage
>> Paige waves sideways
>> as she skates away
>> she turns the page.
>>
>> It's been forty years now
>> I went back
>> and retraced my steps.
>>
>> Walked by and looked
>> where the old boarding house was
>> there was nothing of it left.
>>
>> I walked across the park
>> to that little creek
>> I sat down under
>> that same old tree.
>>
>> I felt a little tingle
>> in the air,
>> I felt like her ghost
>> was sitting there with me.
>>
>> Interlude
>> from the days of love and rage.
>>
>> Paige smiles at me
>> through the mist
>> like a winter ghost
>> then she fades away.
>>
>> -Will Dockery 2020
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>>
>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

Thanks for selecting this poem for the PPB, George.

On Thursday, January 19, 2023 at 10:10:14 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> George Dance wrote:
>
> > On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 4:50:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> >> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
> >>
> >> I woke up the next morning
> >> with freeze frame memories
> >> in that February gloom.
> >>
> >> Stepped out of the
> >> creepy boarding house
> >> locked the door
> >> to my little room.
> >>
> >> Walked across the park
> >> to that little creek
> >> I saw Paige across the way
> >> roller skating on the ice.
> >>
> >> I had an awareness
> >> of her copper colored eyes.
> >>
> >> interlude
> >> from the days of love and rage.
> >> She smiles through the mist
> >> she turns the page.
> >>
> >> It was cold
> >> the sky was grey
> >> I lit my pipe
> >> there was a little spark
> >> of flame.
> >>
> >> Paige skated over
> >> and sat next to me
> >> by that old abandoned train.
> >>
> >> We talked of airwaves and poetry
> >> and a mansion on the hill.
> >>
> >> But now
> >> everything's changed
> >> I don't even know how
> >> I guess I never will.
> >>
> >> Taking a time out
> >> from the love and rage
> >> Paige waves sideways
> >> as she skates away
> >> she turns the page.
> >>
> >> It's been forty years now
> >> I went back
> >> and retraced my steps.
> >>
> >> Walked by and looked
> >> where the old boarding house was
> >> there was nothing of it left.
> >>
> >> I walked across the park
> >> to that little creek
> >> I sat down under
> >> that same old tree.
> >>
> >> I felt a little tingle
> >> in the air,
> >> I felt like her ghost
> >> was sitting there with me.
> >>
> >> Interlude
> >> from the days of love and rage.
> >>
> >> Paige smiles at me
> >> through the mist
> >> like a winter ghost
> >> then she fades away.
> >>
> >> -Will Dockery 2020
> >>
> >> ----
> >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
> >>
> >> (Reposted for George J. Dance)
> Thanks for selecting this poem for the PPB, George.

It's on the list for February. You may be happy to know that right now that list has only you and Edgar Allan Poe. (I've decided to use "To Helen" on Valentine's Day).

George Dance wrote:

> On Thursday, January 19, 2023 at 10:10:14 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> George Dance wrote:
>>
>> > On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 4:50:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> >
>> >> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>> >>
>> >> I woke up the next morning
>> >> with freeze frame memories
>> >> in that February gloom.
>> >>
>> >> Stepped out of the
>> >> creepy boarding house
>> >> locked the door
>> >> to my little room.
>> >>
>> >> Walked across the park
>> >> to that little creek
>> >> I saw Paige across the way
>> >> roller skating on the ice.
>> >>
>> >> I had an awareness
>> >> of her copper colored eyes.
>> >>
>> >> interlude
>> >> from the days of love and rage.
>> >> She smiles through the mist
>> >> she turns the page.
>> >>
>> >> It was cold
>> >> the sky was grey
>> >> I lit my pipe
>> >> there was a little spark
>> >> of flame.
>> >>
>> >> Paige skated over
>> >> and sat next to me
>> >> by that old abandoned train.
>> >>
>> >> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>> >> and a mansion on the hill.
>> >>
>> >> But now
>> >> everything's changed
>> >> I don't even know how
>> >> I guess I never will.
>> >>
>> >> Taking a time out
>> >> from the love and rage
>> >> Paige waves sideways
>> >> as she skates away
>> >> she turns the page.
>> >>
>> >> It's been forty years now
>> >> I went back
>> >> and retraced my steps.
>> >>
>> >> Walked by and looked
>> >> where the old boarding house was
>> >> there was nothing of it left.
>> >>
>> >> I walked across the park
>> >> to that little creek
>> >> I sat down under
>> >> that same old tree.
>> >>
>> >> I felt a little tingle
>> >> in the air,
>> >> I felt like her ghost
>> >> was sitting there with me.
>> >>
>> >> Interlude
>> >> from the days of love and rage.
>> >>
>> >> Paige smiles at me
>> >> through the mist
>> >> like a winter ghost
>> >> then she fades away.
>> >>
>> >> -Will Dockery 2020
>> >>
>> >> ----
>> >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>> >>
>> >> (Reposted for George J. Dance)
>> Thanks for selecting this poem for the PPB, George.

> It's on the list for February. You may be happy to know that right now that list has only you and Edgar Allan Poe. (I've decided to use "To Helen" on Valentine's Day).

Thanks, and "To Helen" is a long time favorite.

😕

George Dance wrote:

> On Thursday, January 19, 2023 at 10:10:14 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> George Dance wrote:
>>
>> > On Tuesday, January 10, 2023 at 4:50:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> >
>> >> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)
>> >>
>> >> I woke up the next morning
>> >> with freeze frame memories
>> >> in that February gloom.
>> >>
>> >> Stepped out of the
>> >> creepy boarding house
>> >> locked the door
>> >> to my little room.
>> >>
>> >> Walked across the park
>> >> to that little creek
>> >> I saw Paige across the way
>> >> roller skating on the ice.
>> >>
>> >> I had an awareness
>> >> of her copper colored eyes.
>> >>
>> >> interlude
>> >> from the days of love and rage.
>> >> She smiles through the mist
>> >> she turns the page.
>> >>
>> >> It was cold
>> >> the sky was grey
>> >> I lit my pipe
>> >> there was a little spark
>> >> of flame.
>> >>
>> >> Paige skated over
>> >> and sat next to me
>> >> by that old abandoned train.
>> >>
>> >> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>> >> and a mansion on the hill.
>> >>
>> >> But now
>> >> everything's changed
>> >> I don't even know how
>> >> I guess I never will.
>> >>
>> >> Taking a time out
>> >> from the love and rage
>> >> Paige waves sideways
>> >> as she skates away
>> >> she turns the page.
>> >>
>> >> It's been forty years now
>> >> I went back
>> >> and retraced my steps.
>> >>
>> >> Walked by and looked
>> >> where the old boarding house was
>> >> there was nothing of it left.
>> >>
>> >> I walked across the park
>> >> to that little creek
>> >> I sat down under
>> >> that same old tree.
>> >>
>> >> I felt a little tingle
>> >> in the air,
>> >> I felt like her ghost
>> >> was sitting there with me.
>> >>
>> >> Interlude
>> >> from the days of love and rage.
>> >>
>> >> Paige smiles at me
>> >> through the mist
>> >> like a winter ghost
>> >> then she fades away.
>> >>
>> >> -Will Dockery 2020
>> >>
>> >> ----
>> >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html
>> >>
>> >> (Reposted for George J. Dance)
>> Thanks for selecting this poem for the PPB, George.

> It's on the list for February. You may be happy to know that right now that list has only you and Edgar Allan Poe. (I've decided to use "To Helen" on Valentine's Day).

Out-damned-standing......!

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> General-Zod wrote:

>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>
>>>> Winter Ghost (Taking A Time Out)

>>>> I woke up the next morning
>>>> with freeze frame memories
>>>> in that February gloom.

>>>> Stepped out of the
>>>> creepy boarding house
>>>> locked the door
>>>> to my little room.

>>>> Walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I saw Paige across the way
>>>> roller skating on the ice.

>>>> I had an awareness
>>>> of her copper colored eyes.

>>>> interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.
>>>> She smiles through the mist
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It was cold
>>>> the sky was grey
>>>> I lit my pipe
>>>> there was a little spark
>>>> of flame.

>>>> Paige skated over
>>>> and sat next to me
>>>> by that old abandoned train.

>>>> We talked of airwaves and poetry
>>>> and a mansion on the hill.

>>>> But now
>>>> everything's changed
>>>> I don't even know how
>>>> I guess I never will.

>>>> Taking a time out
>>>> from the love and rage
>>>> Paige waves sideways
>>>> as she skates away
>>>> she turns the page.

>>>> It's been forty years now
>>>> I went back
>>>> and retraced my steps.

>>>> Walked by and looked
>>>> where the old boarding house was
>>>> there was nothing of it left.

>>>> I walked across the park
>>>> to that little creek
>>>> I sat down under
>>>> that same old tree.

>>>> I felt a little tingle
>>>> in the air,
>>>> I felt like her ghost
>>>> was sitting there with me.

>>>> Interlude
>>>> from the days of love and rage.

>>>> Paige smiles at me
>>>> through the mist
>>>> like a winter ghost
>>>> then she fades away.

>>>> -Will Dockery 2020

>>>> ----
>>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/04/taking-time-out-i-woke-up-next-morning.html

>>>> (Reposted for George J. Dance)

>>> Cool poem.... good choice......!

>> Thanks for reading and commenting.

>

> Outstandingly....!

Good morning my friend, thanks again.

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