Will Dockery wrote:

> On Tuesday, October 17, 2023 at 5:06:13 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
>> On Monday, October 16, 2023 at 5:40:17 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> > >> Opera Positions
>> >
>> > >> This is a moving studio
>> > >> motion
>> > >> you're independent.
>> >
>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>> >
>> > >> From the room
>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>> > >> to a hundred year old
>> > >> building downtown
>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>> >
>> > >> Jack Burlington
>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>> > >> his holy mass.
>> >
>> > >> Touches of exile
>> > >> in this squalid box
>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>> > >> Locked away
>> > >> at the edge of the world
>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>> >
>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>> > >> shut down future.
>> >
>> > >> Opera positions
>> > >> in the front seat
>> > >> formalities
>> > >> forward.
>> >
>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>> > >> running on empty
>> > >> pacing
>> > >> placing
>> > >> fleeing
>> > >> accelerating,
>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>> >
>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>> > >> to be old again
>> > >> aged vision
>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>> >
>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>> >
>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>> > >> your tender river hands.
>> >
>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> > >> The years of this separation.
>> >
>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> > >> The freedom
>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>> >
>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>> >
>> > >> Opera positions
>> > >> in the front seat
>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>> >
>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>> >
>> > >> Stacks of art books
>> > >> and furniture
>> > >> sex sleep.
>> >
>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>> >
>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>> > >> she's devious
>> > >> her nose is covered.
>> >
>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>> >
>> > >> This school
>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>> > >> and the cranking power
>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>> >
>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>> > >> with discipline
>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>> >
>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>> >
>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>> >
>> > >> ----
>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>
>>
>> Excellent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly.
>> I thank ye for posting cool poem...

> And thanks to you for reading and commenting.

Being the avid poetry fan that I am it was quite enjoyable of a read......

General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Opera Positions
>
> > This is a moving studio
> > motion
> > you're independent.
>
> > I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> > sniffing the heroine.
>
> > From the room
> > where Bodeen is sleeping
> > to a hundred year old
> > building downtown
> > a mathematical structure.
>
> > Jack Burlington
> > in his land of crack head hos
> > his holy mass.
>
> > Touches of exile
> > in this squalid box
> > brandishing browdsword.
>
> > Locked away
> > at the edge of the world
> > sealed on a cliff.
>
> > Tomorrow always closing in
> > shut down future.
>
> > Opera positions
> > in the front seat
> > formalities
> > forward.
>
> > Doc Pendleton
> > running on empty
> > pacing
> > placing
> > fleeing
> > accelerating,
> > vacant broadcast.
>
> > Seeing what it's like
> > to be old again
> > aged vision
> > youth drugs played out.
>
> > A date with an empathetic expanse
> > like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>
> > Silhouette shadow lady
> > your tender river hands.
>
> > He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> > The years of this separation.
>
> > I feel green like Jack Midnight
> > The freedom
> > the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>
> > Tomorrow closing in again
> > never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>
> > Opera positions
> > in the front seat
> > we've lost the passion.
>
> > Studio house with no lights
> > concubine by candle light.
>
> > Stacks of art books
> > and furniture
> > sex sleep.
>
> > Having a bad day in a bad year
> > mischief in the neighborhood
> > generation of the Hood.
>
> > Sinister figures in the paintings
> > she's devious
> > her nose is covered.
>
> > Sinister friends breaking and entering
> > lap dance pirouette.
>
> > This school
> > is destroying my poetry
> > and the cranking power
> > of this honky-tonk.
>
> > Or is it just boxing it in
> > with discipline
> > feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>
> > I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> > some blue velvet candybox
> > I'm right here in the streets.
>
> > -Will Dockery (1997)
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
> > ...
>
> Excellent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly...

Thanks again for the scrutiny.

:)

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> Faraway Star wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> >> Opera Positions
>> >>
>> >> This is a moving studio
>> >> motion
>> >> you're independent.
>> >>
>> >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> >> sniffing the heroine.
>> >>
>> >> From the room
>> >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>> >> to a hundred year old
>> >> building downtown
>> >> a mathematical structure.
>> >>
>> >> Jack Burlington
>> >> in his land of crack head hos
>> >> his holy mass.
>> >>
>> >> Touches of exile
>> >> in this squalid box
>> >> brandishing broadsword.
>> >>
>> >> Locked away
>> >> at the edge of the world
>> >> sealed on a cliff.
>> >>
>> >> Tomorrow always closing in
>> >> shut down future.
>> >>
>> >> Opera positions
>> >> in the front seat
>> >> formalities
>> >> forward.
>> >>
>> >> Doc Pendleton
>> >> running on empty
>> >> pacing
>> >> placing
>> >> fleeing
>> >> accelerating,
>> >> vacant broadcast.
>> >>
>> >> Seeing what it's like
>> >> to be old again
>> >> aged vision
>> >> youth drugs played out.
>> >>
>> >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>> >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>> >>
>> >> Silhouette shadow lady
>> >> your tender river hands.
>> >>
>> >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> >> The years of this separation.
>> >>
>> >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> >> The freedom
>> >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>> >>
>> >> Tomorrow closing in again
>> >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>> >>
>> >> Opera positions
>> >> in the front seat
>> >> we've lost the passion.
>> >>
>> >> Studio house with no lights
>> >> concubine by candle light.
>> >>
>> >> Stacks of art books
>> >> and furniture
>> >> sex sleep.
>> >>
>> >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>> >> mischief in the neighborhood
>> >> generation of the Hood.
>> >>
>> >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>> >> she's devious
>> >> her nose is covered.
>> >>
>> >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> >> lap dance pirouette.
>> >>
>> >> This school
>> >> is destroying my poetry
>> >> and the cranking power
>> >> of this honky-tonk.
>> >>
>> >> Or is it just boxing it in
>> >> with discipline
>> >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>> >>
>> >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> >> some blue velvet candybox
>> >> I'm right here in the streets.
>> >>
>> >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>> >>
>> >> ----
>> >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>
>> > Another read, and a good read at that...
>> Good afternoon, again, thanks for the nod.
>>
>

> Hi there..!

Hello again my friend.

😃

On Wednesday, October 25, 2023 at 7:45:05 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > > Opera Positions
> >
> > > This is a moving studio
> > > motion
> > > you're independent.
> >
> > > I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> > > sniffing the heroine.
> >
> > > From the room
> > > where Bodeen is sleeping
> > > to a hundred year old
> > > building downtown
> > > a mathematical structure.
> >
> > > Jack Burlington
> > > in his land of crack head hos
> > > his holy mass.
> >
> > > Touches of exile
> > > in this squalid box
> > > brandishing browdsword.
> >
> > > Locked away
> > > at the edge of the world
> > > sealed on a cliff.
> >
> > > Tomorrow always closing in
> > > shut down future.
> >
> > > Opera positions
> > > in the front seat
> > > formalities
> > > forward.
> >
> > > Doc Pendleton
> > > running on empty
> > > pacing
> > > placing
> > > fleeing
> > > accelerating,
> > > vacant broadcast.
> >
> > > Seeing what it's like
> > > to be old again
> > > aged vision
> > > youth drugs played out.
> >
> > > A date with an empathetic expanse
> > > like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
> >
> > > Silhouette shadow lady
> > > your tender river hands.
> >
> > > He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> > > The years of this separation.
> >
> > > I feel green like Jack Midnight
> > > The freedom
> > > the crushing loneliness of freedom.
> >
> > > Tomorrow closing in again
> > > never get blessed with a memory lapse.
> >
> > > Opera positions
> > > in the front seat
> > > we've lost the passion.
> >
> > > Studio house with no lights
> > > concubine by candle light.
> >
> > > Stacks of art books
> > > and furniture
> > > sex sleep.
> >
> > > Having a bad day in a bad year
> > > mischief in the neighborhood
> > > generation of the Hood.
> >
> > > Sinister figures in the paintings
> > > she's devious
> > > her nose is covered.
> >
> > > Sinister friends breaking and entering
> > > lap dance pirouette.
> >
> > > This school
> > > is destroying my poetry
> > > and the cranking power
> > > of this honky-tonk.
> >
> > > Or is it just boxing it in
> > > with discipline
> > > feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
> >
> > > I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> > > some blue velvet candybox
> > > I'm right here in the streets.
> >
> > > -Will Dockery (1997)
> >
> > > ----
> > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
> > > ...
> >
> > Excellent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly...
> Thanks again for the scrutiny.

How'd do...?

Faraway Star wrote:

> On Wednesday, October 25, 2023 at 7:45:05 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> General-Zod wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > > Opera Positions
>> >
>> > > This is a moving studio
>> > > motion
>> > > you're independent.
>> >
>> > > I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> > > sniffing the heroine.
>> >
>> > > From the room
>> > > where Bodeen is sleeping
>> > > to a hundred year old
>> > > building downtown
>> > > a mathematical structure.
>> >
>> > > Jack Burlington
>> > > in his land of crack head hos
>> > > his holy mass.
>> >
>> > > Touches of exile
>> > > in this squalid box
>> > > brandishing broadsword.
>> >
>> > > Locked away
>> > > at the edge of the world
>> > > sealed on a cliff.
>> >
>> > > Tomorrow always closing in
>> > > shut down future.
>> >
>> > > Opera positions
>> > > in the front seat
>> > > formalities
>> > > forward.
>> >
>> > > Doc Pendleton
>> > > running on empty
>> > > pacing
>> > > placing
>> > > fleeing
>> > > accelerating,
>> > > vacant broadcast.
>> >
>> > > Seeing what it's like
>> > > to be old again
>> > > aged vision
>> > > youth drugs played out.
>> >
>> > > A date with an empathetic expanse
>> > > like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>> >
>> > > Silhouette shadow lady
>> > > your tender river hands.
>> >
>> > > He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> > > The years of this separation.
>> >
>> > > I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> > > The freedom
>> > > the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>> >
>> > > Tomorrow closing in again
>> > > never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>> >
>> > > Opera positions
>> > > in the front seat
>> > > we've lost the passion.
>> >
>> > > Studio house with no lights
>> > > concubine by candle light.
>> >
>> > > Stacks of art books
>> > > and furniture
>> > > sex sleep.
>> >
>> > > Having a bad day in a bad year
>> > > mischief in the neighborhood
>> > > generation of the Hood.
>> >
>> > > Sinister figures in the paintings
>> > > she's devious
>> > > her nose is covered.
>> >
>> > > Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> > > lap dance pirouette.
>> >
>> > > This school
>> > > is destroying my poetry
>> > > and the cranking power
>> > > of this honky-tonk.
>> >
>> > > Or is it just boxing it in
>> > > with discipline
>> > > feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>> >
>> > > I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> > > some blue velvet candybox
>> > > I'm right here in the streets.
>> >
>> > > -Will Dockery (1997)
>> >
>> > > ----
>> > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>> > > ...
>> >
>> > Excellent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly...
>> Thanks again for the scrutiny.

> How'd do...?

Good evening Zod, doing great here, hope you and Mike are having a nice night.

😃

On Sunday, November 5, 2023 at 10:40:17 PM UTC-5, W.Dockery wrote:
> Faraway Star wrote:
>
> > On Wednesday, October 25, 2023 at 7:45:05 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> >> General-Zod wrote:
> >> > Will Dockery wrote:
> >>
> >> > > Opera Positions
> >> >
> >> > > This is a moving studio
> >> > > motion
> >> > > you're independent.
> >> >
> >> > > I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> >> > > sniffing the heroine.
> >> >
> >> > > From the room
> >> > > where Bodeen is sleeping
> >> > > to a hundred year old
> >> > > building downtown
> >> > > a mathematical structure.
> >> >
> >> > > Jack Burlington
> >> > > in his land of crack head hos
> >> > > his holy mass.
> >> >
> >> > > Touches of exile
> >> > > in this squalid box
> >> > > brandishing broadsword.
> >> >
> >> > > Locked away
> >> > > at the edge of the world
> >> > > sealed on a cliff.
> >> >
> >> > > Tomorrow always closing in
> >> > > shut down future.
> >> >
> >> > > Opera positions
> >> > > in the front seat
> >> > > formalities
> >> > > forward.
> >> >
> >> > > Doc Pendleton
> >> > > running on empty
> >> > > pacing
> >> > > placing
> >> > > fleeing
> >> > > accelerating,
> >> > > vacant broadcast.
> >> >
> >> > > Seeing what it's like
> >> > > to be old again
> >> > > aged vision
> >> > > youth drugs played out.
> >> >
> >> > > A date with an empathetic expanse
> >> > > like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
> >> >
> >> > > Silhouette shadow lady
> >> > > your tender river hands.
> >> >
> >> > > He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> >> > > The years of this separation.
> >> >
> >> > > I feel green like Jack Midnight
> >> > > The freedom
> >> > > the crushing loneliness of freedom.
> >> >
> >> > > Tomorrow closing in again
> >> > > never get blessed with a memory lapse.
> >> >
> >> > > Opera positions
> >> > > in the front seat
> >> > > we've lost the passion.
> >> >
> >> > > Studio house with no lights
> >> > > concubine by candle light.
> >> >
> >> > > Stacks of art books
> >> > > and furniture
> >> > > sex sleep.
> >> >
> >> > > Having a bad day in a bad year
> >> > > mischief in the neighborhood
> >> > > generation of the Hood.
> >> >
> >> > > Sinister figures in the paintings
> >> > > she's devious
> >> > > her nose is covered.
> >> >
> >> > > Sinister friends breaking and entering
> >> > > lap dance pirouette.
> >> >
> >> > > This school
> >> > > is destroying my poetry
> >> > > and the cranking power
> >> > > of this honky-tonk.
> >> >
> >> > > Or is it just boxing it in
> >> > > with discipline
> >> > > feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
> >> >
> >> > > I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> >> > > some blue velvet candybox
> >> > > I'm right here in the streets.
> >> >
> >> > > -Will Dockery (1997)
> >> >
> >> > > ----
> >> > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
> >> > > ...
> >> >
> >> > Excellent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly...
> >> Thanks again for the scrutiny.
>
> > How'd do...?
> Good evening Zod, doing great here, hope you and Mike are having a nice night.
>
> 😃

Cool

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> General-Zod wrote:
>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> >> > > Opera Positions
>> >> >
>> >> > > This is a moving studio
>> >> > > motion
>> >> > > you're independent.
>> >> >
>> >> > > I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> >> > > sniffing the heroine.
>> >> >
>> >> > > From the room
>> >> > > where Bodeen is sleeping
>> >> > > to a hundred year old
>> >> > > building downtown
>> >> > > a mathematical structure.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Jack Burlington
>> >> > > in his land of crack head hos
>> >> > > his holy mass.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Touches of exile
>> >> > > in this squalid box
>> >> > > brandishing broadsword.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Locked away
>> >> > > at the edge of the world
>> >> > > sealed on a cliff.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Tomorrow always closing in
>> >> > > shut down future.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Opera positions
>> >> > > in the front seat
>> >> > > formalities
>> >> > > forward.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Doc Pendleton
>> >> > > running on empty
>> >> > > pacing
>> >> > > placing
>> >> > > fleeing
>> >> > > accelerating,
>> >> > > vacant broadcast.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Seeing what it's like
>> >> > > to be old again
>> >> > > aged vision
>> >> > > youth drugs played out.
>> >> >
>> >> > > A date with an empathetic expanse
>> >> > > like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Silhouette shadow lady
>> >> > > your tender river hands.
>> >> >
>> >> > > He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> >> > > The years of this separation.
>> >> >
>> >> > > I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> >> > > The freedom
>> >> > > the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Tomorrow closing in again
>> >> > > never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Opera positions
>> >> > > in the front seat
>> >> > > we've lost the passion.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Studio house with no lights
>> >> > > concubine by candle light.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Stacks of art books
>> >> > > and furniture
>> >> > > sex sleep.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Having a bad day in a bad year
>> >> > > mischief in the neighborhood
>> >> > > generation of the Hood.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Sinister figures in the paintings
>> >> > > she's devious
>> >> > > her nose is covered.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> >> > > lap dance pirouette.
>> >> >
>> >> > > This school
>> >> > > is destroying my poetry
>> >> > > and the cranking power
>> >> > > of this honky-tonk.
>> >> >
>> >> > > Or is it just boxing it in
>> >> > > with discipline
>> >> > > feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>> >> >
>> >> > > I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> >> > > some blue velvet candybox
>> >> > > I'm right here in the streets.
>> >> >
>> >> > > -Will Dockery (1997)
>> >> >
>> >> > > ----
>> >> > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> >> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>> >> > > ...
>> >> >
>> >> > Excellent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly...
>> >> Thanks again for the scrutiny.
>>
>> > How'd do...?
>> Good evening Zod, doing great here, hope you and Mike are having a nice night.
>>
>

> Cool

Hello again my friend.

🙂

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Opera Positions

>> This is a moving studio
>> motion
>> you're independent.

>> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> sniffing the heroine.

>> From the room
>> where Bodeen is sleeping
>> to a hundred year old
>> building downtown
>> a mathematical structure.

>> Jack Burlington
>> in his land of crack head hos
>> his holy mass.

>> Touches of exile
>> in this squalid box
>> brandishing browdsword.

>> Locked away
>> at the edge of the world
>> sealed on a cliff.

>> Tomorrow always closing in
>> shut down future.

>> Opera positions
>> in the front seat
>> formalities
>> forward.

>> Doc Pendleton
>> running on empty
>> pacing
>> placing
>> fleeing
>> accelerating,
>> vacant broadcast.

>> Seeing what it's like
>> to be old again
>> aged vision
>> youth drugs played out.

>> A date with an empathetic expanse
>> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.

>> Silhouette shadow lady
>> your tender river hands.

>> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> The years of this separation.

>> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> The freedom
>> the crushing loneliness of freedom.

>> Tomorrow closing in again
>> never get blessed with a memory lapse.

>> Opera positions
>> in the front seat
>> we've lost the passion.

>> Studio house with no lights
>> concubine by candle light.

>> Stacks of art books
>> and furniture
>> sex sleep.

>> Having a bad day in a bad year
>> mischief in the neighborhood
>> generation of the Hood.

>> Sinister figures in the paintings
>> she's devious
>> her nose is covered.

>> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> lap dance pirouette.

>> This school
>> is destroying my poetry
>> and the cranking power
>> of this honky-tonk.

>> Or is it just boxing it in
>> with discipline
>> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.

>> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> some blue velvet candybox
>> I'm right here in the streets.

>> -Will Dockery (1997)

>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

>> ...

> Another read of another complex poem, quite excellent...

Good evening my friend, thanks again for the read and comment.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:

> General-Zod wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>
>>> Opera Positions

>>> This is a moving studio
>>> motion
>>> you're independent.

>>> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>>> sniffing the heroine.

>>> From the room
>>> where Bodeen is sleeping
>>> to a hundred year old
>>> building downtown
>>> a mathematical structure.

>>> Jack Burlington
>>> in his land of crack head hos
>>> his holy mass.

>>> Touches of exile
>>> in this squalid box
>>> brandishing browdsword.

>>> Locked away
>>> at the edge of the world
>>> sealed on a cliff.

>>> Tomorrow always closing in
>>> shut down future.

>>> Opera positions
>>> in the front seat
>>> formalities
>>> forward.

>>> Doc Pendleton
>>> running on empty
>>> pacing
>>> placing
>>> fleeing
>>> accelerating,
>>> vacant broadcast.

>>> Seeing what it's like
>>> to be old again
>>> aged vision
>>> youth drugs played out.

>>> A date with an empathetic expanse
>>> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.

>>> Silhouette shadow lady
>>> your tender river hands.

>>> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>>> The years of this separation.

>>> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>>> The freedom
>>> the crushing loneliness of freedom.

>>> Tomorrow closing in again
>>> never get blessed with a memory lapse.

>>> Opera positions
>>> in the front seat
>>> we've lost the passion.

>>> Studio house with no lights
>>> concubine by candle light.

>>> Stacks of art books
>>> and furniture
>>> sex sleep.

>>> Having a bad day in a bad year
>>> mischief in the neighborhood
>>> generation of the Hood.

>>> Sinister figures in the paintings
>>> she's devious
>>> her nose is covered.

>>> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>>> lap dance pirouette.

>>> This school
>>> is destroying my poetry
>>> and the cranking power
>>> of this honky-tonk.

>>> Or is it just boxing it in
>>> with discipline
>>> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.

>>> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>>> some blue velvet candybox
>>> I'm right here in the streets.

>>> -Will Dockery (1997)

>>> ----
>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

>>> ...

>> Another read of another complex poem, quite excellent...

> Good evening my friend, thanks again for the read and comment.

GOOD DAY to YOU...!

Faraway Star wrote:

> On Wednesday, September 13, 2023 at 9:47:31 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> > > On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 5:14:36 PM UTC-4, Michael Pendragon wrote:
>> > > > On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 2:28:17 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions

> Opera Positions

> This is a moving studio
> motion
> you're independent.

> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> sniffing the heroine.

> From the room
> where Bodeen is sleeping
> to a hundred year old
> building downtown
> a mathematical structure.

> Jack Burlington
> in his land of crack head hos
> his holy mass.

> Touches of exile
> in this squalid box
> brandishing browdsword.

> Locked away
> at the edge of the world
> sealed on a cliff.

> Tomorrow always closing in
> shut down future.

> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> formalities
> forward.

> Doc Pendleton
> running on empty
> pacing
> placing
> fleeing
> accelerating,
> vacant broadcast.

> Seeing what it's like
> to be old again
> aged vision
> youth drugs played out.

> A date with an empathetic expanse
> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.

> Silhouette shadow lady
> your tender river hands.

> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> The years of this separation.

> I feel green like Jack Midnight
> The freedom
> the crushing loneliness of freedom.

> Tomorrow closing in again
> never get blessed with a memory lapse.

> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> we've lost the passion.

> Studio house with no lights
> concubine by candle light.

> Stacks of art books
> and furniture
> sex sleep.

> Having a bad day in a bad year
> mischief in the neighborhood
> generation of the Hood.

> Sinister figures in the paintings
> she's devious
> her nose is covered.

> Sinister friends breaking and entering
> lap dance pirouette.

> This school
> is destroying my poetry
> and the cranking power
> of this honky-tonk.

> Or is it just boxing it in
> with discipline
> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.

> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> some blue velvet candybox
> I'm right here in the streets.

> -Will Dockery (1997)

> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot

> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

>> > > > > >
>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>>
>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.

> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...

Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.

🙂

On Sunday, November 19, 2023 at 2:12:24 PM UTC-5, Michael Pendragon wrote:
>
> > Opera Positions
>
> Judging from a line in the poem, the title refers to one's position in the audience for an opera; not to the blocking of the various actors/singers on the stage

Actually I see that the descriptive title could be seen in EITHER way, to wit:

> Opera Positions
>
> This is a moving studio
> motion
> you're independent.
>
> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> sniffing the heroine.
>
> From the room
> where Bodeen is sleeping
> to a hundred year old
> building downtown
> a mathematical structure.
>
> Jack Burlington
> in his land of crack head hos
> his holy mass.
>
> Touches of exile
> in this squalid box
> brandishing browdsword.
>
> Locked away
> at the edge of the world
> sealed on a cliff.
>
> Tomorrow always closing in
> shut down future.
>
> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> formalities
> forward.
>
> Doc Pendleton
> running on empty
> pacing
> placing
> fleeing
> accelerating,
> vacant broadcast.
>
> Seeing what it's like
> to be old again
> aged vision
> youth drugs played out.
>
> A date with an empathetic expanse
> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>
> Silhouette shadow lady
> your tender river hands.
>
> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> The years of this separation.
>
> I feel green like Jack Midnight
> The freedom
> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>
> Tomorrow closing in again
> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>
> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> we've lost the passion.
>
> Studio house with no lights
> concubine by candle light.
>
> Stacks of art books
> and furniture
> sex sleep.
>
> Having a bad day in a bad year
> mischief in the neighborhood
> generation of the Hood.
>
> Sinister figures in the paintings
> she's devious
> her nose is covered.
>
> Sinister friends breaking and entering
> lap dance pirouette.
>
> This school
> is destroying my poetry
> and the cranking power
> of this honky-tonk.
>
> Or is it just boxing it in
> with discipline
> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>
> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> some blue velvet candybox
> I'm right here in the streets.
>
> -Will Dockery (1997)
>
> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

<<<<MOVED FROM THE TROLL THREAD>>>>>>..

On Saturday, October 7, 2023 at 12:15:14 AM UTC-5, W.Dockery wrote:
> Faraway Star wrote:
>
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> >>
> >> Opera Positions
> >>
> >> This is a moving studio
> >> motion
> >> you're independent.
> >>
> >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> >> sniffing the heroine.
> >>
> >> From the room
> >> where Bodeen is sleeping
> >> to a hundred year old
> >> building downtown
> >> a mathematical structure.
> >>
> >> Jack Burlington
> >> in his land of crack head hos
> >> his holy mass.
> >>
> >> Touches of exile
> >> in this squalid box
> >> brandishing broadsword.
> >>
> >> Locked away
> >> at the edge of the world
> >> sealed on a cliff.
> >>
> >> Tomorrow always closing in
> >> shut down future.
> >>
> >> Opera positions
> >> in the front seat
> >> formalities
> >> forward.
> >>
> >> Doc Pendleton
> >> running on empty
> >> pacing
> >> placing
> >> fleeing
> >> accelerating,
> >> vacant broadcast.
> >>
> >> Seeing what it's like
> >> to be old again
> >> aged vision
> >> youth drugs played out.
> >>
> >> A date with an empathetic expanse
> >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
> >>
> >> Silhouette shadow lady
> >> your tender river hands.
> >>
> >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> >> The years of this separation.
> >>
> >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
> >> The freedom
> >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
> >>
> >> Tomorrow closing in again
> >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
> >>
> >> Opera positions
> >> in the front seat
> >> we've lost the passion.
> >>
> >> Studio house with no lights
> >> concubine by candle light.
> >>
> >> Stacks of art books
> >> and furniture
> >> sex sleep.
> >>
> >> Having a bad day in a bad year
> >> mischief in the neighborhood
> >> generation of the Hood.
> >>
> >> Sinister figures in the paintings
> >> she's devious
> >> her nose is covered.
> >>
> >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
> >> lap dance pirouette.
> >>
> >> This school
> >> is destroying my poetry
> >> and the cranking power
> >> of this honky-tonk.
> >>
> >> Or is it just boxing it in
> >> with discipline
> >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
> >>
> >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> >> some blue velvet candybox
> >> I'm right here in the streets.
> >>
> >> -Will Dockery (1997)
> >>
> >> ----
> >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>
> > Another read, another strong poem...
> Hello there, thanks again for the nod.

My pleasurable Doc....

W.Dockery wrote:

> Opera Positions

> This is a moving studio
> motion
> you're independent.

> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> sniffing the heroine.

> From the room
> where Bodeen is sleeping
> to a hundred year old
> building downtown
> a mathematical structure.

> Jack Burlington
> in his land of crack head hos
> his holy mass.

> Touches of exile
> in this squalid box
> brandishing browdsword.

> Locked away
> at the edge of the world
> sealed on a cliff.

> Tomorrow always closing in
> shut down future.

> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> formalities
> forward.

> Doc Pendleton
> running on empty
> pacing
> placing
> fleeing
> accelerating,
> vacant broadcast.

> Seeing what it's like
> to be old again
> aged vision
> youth drugs played out.

> A date with an empathetic expanse
> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.

> Silhouette shadow lady
> your tender river hands.

> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> The years of this separation.

> I feel green like Jack Midnight
> The freedom
> the crushing loneliness of freedom.

> Tomorrow closing in again
> never get blessed with a memory lapse.

> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> we've lost the passion.

> Studio house with no lights
> concubine by candle light.

> Stacks of art books
> and furniture
> sex sleep.

> Having a bad day in a bad year
> mischief in the neighborhood
> generation of the Hood.

> Sinister figures in the paintings
> she's devious
> her nose is covered.

> Sinister friends breaking and entering
> lap dance pirouette.

> This school
> is destroying my poetry
> and the cranking power
> of this honky-tonk.

> Or is it just boxing it in
> with discipline
> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.

> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> some blue velvet candybox
> I'm right here in the streets.

> -Will Dockery (1997)

> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

> ...

Outstanding

Will Dockery wrote:

> Opera Positions

> This is a moving studio
> motion
> you're independent.

> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> sniffing the heroine.

> From the room
> where Bodeen is sleeping
> to a hundred year old
> building downtown
> a mathematical structure.

> Jack Burlington
> in his land of crack head hos
> his holy mass.

> Touches of exile
> in this squalid box
> brandishing broadsword.

> Locked away
> at the edge of the world
> sealed on a cliff.

> Tomorrow always closing in
> shut down future.

> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> formalities
> forward.

> Doc Pendleton
> running on empty
> pacing
> placing
> fleeing
> accelerating,
> vacant broadcast.

> Seeing what it's like
> to be old again
> aged vision
> youth drugs played out.

> A date with an empathetic expanse
> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.

> Silhouette shadow lady
> your tender river hands.

> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> The years of this separation.

> I feel green like Jack Midnight
> The freedom
> the crushing loneliness of freedom.

> Tomorrow closing in again
> never get blessed with a memory lapse.

> Opera positions
> in the front seat
> we've lost the passion.

> Studio house with no lights
> concubine by candle light.

> Stacks of art books
> and furniture
> sex sleep.

> Having a bad day in a bad year
> mischief in the neighborhood
> generation of the Hood.

> Sinister figures in the paintings
> she's devious
> her nose is covered.

> Sinister friends breaking and entering
> lap dance pirouette.

> This school
> is destroying my poetry
> and the cranking power
> of this honky-tonk.

> Or is it just boxing it in
> with discipline
> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.

> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> some blue velvet candybox
> I'm right here in the streets.

> -Will Dockery (1997)

> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

> ...

Again, outstanding

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions

>> Opera Positions

>> This is a moving studio
>> motion
>> you're independent.

>> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> sniffing the heroine.

>> From the room
>> where Bodeen is sleeping
>> to a hundred year old
>> building downtown
>> a mathematical structure.

>> Jack Burlington
>> in his land of crack head hos
>> his holy mass.

>> Touches of exile
>> in this squalid box
>> brandishing browdsword.

>> Locked away
>> at the edge of the world
>> sealed on a cliff.

>> Tomorrow always closing in
>> shut down future.

>> Opera positions
>> in the front seat
>> formalities
>> forward.

>> Doc Pendleton
>> running on empty
>> pacing
>> placing
>> fleeing
>> accelerating,
>> vacant broadcast.

>> Seeing what it's like
>> to be old again
>> aged vision
>> youth drugs played out.

>> A date with an empathetic expanse
>> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.

>> Silhouette shadow lady
>> your tender river hands.

>> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> The years of this separation.

>> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> The freedom
>> the crushing loneliness of freedom.

>> Tomorrow closing in again
>> never get blessed with a memory lapse.

>> Opera positions
>> in the front seat
>> we've lost the passion.

>> Studio house with no lights
>> concubine by candle light.

>> Stacks of art books
>> and furniture
>> sex sleep.

>> Having a bad day in a bad year
>> mischief in the neighborhood
>> generation of the Hood.

>> Sinister figures in the paintings
>> she's devious
>> her nose is covered.

>> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> lap dance pirouette.

>> This school
>> is destroying my poetry
>> and the cranking power
>> of this honky-tonk.

>> Or is it just boxing it in
>> with discipline
>> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.

>> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> some blue velvet candybox
>> I'm right here in the streets.

>> -Will Dockery (1997)

>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

>>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

>>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot

>> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

>>> > > > > >
>>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>>>
>>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.

>> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...

> Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.

Non stop.... ha ha.

On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 7:52:07 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 4:30:16 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > > Faraway Star wrote:
> >
> > >> Will Dockery wrote:
> > >>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
> > >>> > Will Dockery wrote:
> > >
> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions
> >
> > >> Opera Positions
> >
> > >> This is a moving studio
> > >> motion
> > >> you're independent.
> >
> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
> > >> sniffing the heroine.
> >
> > >> From the room
> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
> > >> to a hundred year old
> > >> building downtown
> > >> a mathematical structure.
> >
> > >> Jack Burlington
> > >> in his land of crack head hos
> > >> his holy mass.
> >
> > >> Touches of exile
> > >> in this squalid box
> > >> brandishing broadsword.
> >
> > >> Locked away
> > >> at the edge of the world
> > >> sealed on a cliff.
> >
> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
> > >> shut down future.
> >
> > >> Opera positions
> > >> in the front seat
> > >> formalities
> > >> forward.
> >
> > >> Doc Pendleton
> > >> running on empty
> > >> pacing
> > >> placing
> > >> fleeing
> > >> accelerating,
> > >> vacant broadcast.
> >
> > >> Seeing what it's like
> > >> to be old again
> > >> aged vision
> > >> youth drugs played out.
> >
> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
> >
> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
> > >> your tender river hands.
> >
> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
> > >> The years of this separation.
> >
> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
> > >> The freedom
> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
> >
> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
> >
> > >> Opera positions
> > >> in the front seat
> > >> we've lost the passion.
> >
> > >> Studio house with no lights
> > >> concubine by candle light.
> >
> > >> Stacks of art books
> > >> and furniture
> > >> sex sleep.
> >
> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
> > >> generation of the Hood.
> >
> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
> > >> she's devious
> > >> her nose is covered.
> >
> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
> > >> lap dance pirouette.
> >
> > >> This school
> > >> is destroying my poetry
> > >> and the cranking power
> > >> of this honky-tonk.
> >
> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
> > >> with discipline
> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
> >
> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
> > >> some blue velvet candybox
> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
> >
> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
> >
> > >> ----
> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
> >
> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
> >
> > >>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot
> >
> >
> > >> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
> >
> > >>> > > > > >
> > >>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
> > >>>
> > >>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
> > >>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.
> >
> > >> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...
> >
> > > Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.
> > Non stop.... ha ha.
> Exactly.

Poor Pen has a tear in his eye... ha ha.

That is all.

Faraway Star wrote:

> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 7:52:07 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 4:30:16 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>> >
>> > > Faraway Star wrote:
>> >
>> > >> Will Dockery wrote:
>> > >>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>> > >>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>> > >
>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions
>> >
>> > >> Opera Positions
>> >
>> > >> This is a moving studio
>> > >> motion
>> > >> you're independent.
>> >
>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>> >
>> > >> From the room
>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>> > >> to a hundred year old
>> > >> building downtown
>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>> >
>> > >> Jack Burlington
>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>> > >> his holy mass.
>> >
>> > >> Touches of exile
>> > >> in this squalid box
>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>> >
>> > >> Locked away
>> > >> at the edge of the world
>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>> >
>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>> > >> shut down future.
>> >
>> > >> Opera positions
>> > >> in the front seat
>> > >> formalities
>> > >> forward.
>> >
>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>> > >> running on empty
>> > >> pacing
>> > >> placing
>> > >> fleeing
>> > >> accelerating,
>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>> >
>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>> > >> to be old again
>> > >> aged vision
>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>> >
>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>> >
>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>> > >> your tender river hands.
>> >
>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> > >> The years of this separation.
>> >
>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> > >> The freedom
>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>> >
>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>> >
>> > >> Opera positions
>> > >> in the front seat
>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>> >
>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>> >
>> > >> Stacks of art books
>> > >> and furniture
>> > >> sex sleep.
>> >
>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>> >
>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>> > >> she's devious
>> > >> her nose is covered.
>> >
>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>> >
>> > >> This school
>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>> > >> and the cranking power
>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>> >
>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>> > >> with discipline
>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>> >
>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>> >
>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>> >
>> > >> ----
>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>> >
>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>> >
>> > >>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot
>> >
>> >
>> > >> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
>> >
>> > >>> > > > > >
>> > >>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>> > >>>
>> > >>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>> > >>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.
>> >
>> > >> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...
>> >
>> > > Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.
>> > Non stop.... ha ha.
>> Exactly.

> Poor Pen has a tear in his eye... ha ha.

> That is all.

He's certainly been in a tizzy this week.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 7:52:07 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 4:30:16 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
>>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>> >
>>> > > Faraway Star wrote:
>>> >
>>> > >> Will Dockery wrote:
>>> > >>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>> > >>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>> > >
>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions
>>> >
>>> > >> Opera Positions
>>> >
>>> > >> This is a moving studio
>>> > >> motion
>>> > >> you're independent.
>>> >
>>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>>> >
>>> > >> From the room
>>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>>> > >> to a hundred year old
>>> > >> building downtown
>>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>>> >
>>> > >> Jack Burlington
>>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>>> > >> his holy mass.
>>> >
>>> > >> Touches of exile
>>> > >> in this squalid box
>>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>>> >
>>> > >> Locked away
>>> > >> at the edge of the world
>>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>>> >
>>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>>> > >> shut down future.
>>> >
>>> > >> Opera positions
>>> > >> in the front seat
>>> > >> formalities
>>> > >> forward.
>>> >
>>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>>> > >> running on empty
>>> > >> pacing
>>> > >> placing
>>> > >> fleeing
>>> > >> accelerating,
>>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>>> >
>>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>>> > >> to be old again
>>> > >> aged vision
>>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>>> >
>>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>>> >
>>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>>> > >> your tender river hands.
>>> >
>>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>>> > >> The years of this separation.
>>> >
>>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>>> > >> The freedom
>>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>>> >
>>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>>> >
>>> > >> Opera positions
>>> > >> in the front seat
>>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>>> >
>>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>>> >
>>> > >> Stacks of art books
>>> > >> and furniture
>>> > >> sex sleep.
>>> >
>>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>>> >
>>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>>> > >> she's devious
>>> > >> her nose is covered.
>>> >
>>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>>> >
>>> > >> This school
>>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>>> > >> and the cranking power
>>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>>> >
>>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>>> > >> with discipline
>>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>>> >
>>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>>> >
>>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>>> >
>>> > >> ----
>>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>> >
>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>> >
>>> > >>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot
>>> >
>>> >
>>> > >> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
>>> >
>>> > >>> > > > > >
>>> > >>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>>> > >>>
>>> > >>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>>> > >>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.
>>> >
>>> > >> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...
>>> >
>>> > > Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.
>>> > Non stop.... ha ha.
>>> Exactly.

>> Poor Pen has a tear in his eye... ha ha.

>> That is all.

> He's certainly been in a tizzy this week.

Full meltdown mode.. ha ha

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 7:52:07 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 4:30:16 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
>>>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> >
>>>> > > Faraway Star wrote:
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> > >>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>>> > >>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> > >
>>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Opera Positions
>>>> >
>>>> > >> This is a moving studio
>>>> > >> motion
>>>> > >> you're independent.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>>>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> From the room
>>>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>>>> > >> to a hundred year old
>>>> > >> building downtown
>>>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Jack Burlington
>>>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>>>> > >> his holy mass.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Touches of exile
>>>> > >> in this squalid box
>>>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Locked away
>>>> > >> at the edge of the world
>>>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>>>> > >> shut down future.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>> > >> formalities
>>>> > >> forward.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>>>> > >> running on empty
>>>> > >> pacing
>>>> > >> placing
>>>> > >> fleeing
>>>> > >> accelerating,
>>>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>>>> > >> to be old again
>>>> > >> aged vision
>>>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>>>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>>>> > >> your tender river hands.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>>>> > >> The years of this separation.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>>>> > >> The freedom
>>>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>>>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>>>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Stacks of art books
>>>> > >> and furniture
>>>> > >> sex sleep.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>>>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>>>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>>>> > >> she's devious
>>>> > >> her nose is covered.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>>>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> This school
>>>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>>>> > >> and the cranking power
>>>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>>>> > >> with discipline
>>>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>>>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>>>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>>>> >
>>>> > >> ----
>>>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>> >
>>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>> >
>>>> > >>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot
>>>> >
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
>>>> >
>>>> > >>> > > > > >
>>>> > >>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>>>> > >>>
>>>> > >>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>>>> > >>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.
>>>> >
>>>> > >> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...
>>>> >
>>>> > > Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.
>>>> > Non stop.... ha ha.
>>>> Exactly.

>>> Poor Pen has a tear in his eye... ha ha.

>>> That is all.

>> He's certainly been in a tizzy this week.

> Full meltdown mode.. ha ha

Obviously.

:)

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>>>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 7:52:07 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 4:30:16 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
>>>>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > Faraway Star wrote:
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>> > >>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>>>> > >>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>> > >
>>>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Opera Positions
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> This is a moving studio
>>>>> > >> motion
>>>>> > >> you're independent.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>>>>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> From the room
>>>>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>>>>> > >> to a hundred year old
>>>>> > >> building downtown
>>>>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Jack Burlington
>>>>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>>>>> > >> his holy mass.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Touches of exile
>>>>> > >> in this squalid box
>>>>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Locked away
>>>>> > >> at the edge of the world
>>>>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>>>>> > >> shut down future.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>>> > >> formalities
>>>>> > >> forward.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>>>>> > >> running on empty
>>>>> > >> pacing
>>>>> > >> placing
>>>>> > >> fleeing
>>>>> > >> accelerating,
>>>>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>>>>> > >> to be old again
>>>>> > >> aged vision
>>>>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>>>>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>>>>> > >> your tender river hands.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>>>>> > >> The years of this separation.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>>>>> > >> The freedom
>>>>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>>>>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>>>>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Stacks of art books
>>>>> > >> and furniture
>>>>> > >> sex sleep.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>>>>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>>>>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>>>>> > >> she's devious
>>>>> > >> her nose is covered.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>>>>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> This school
>>>>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>>>>> > >> and the cranking power
>>>>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>>>>> > >> with discipline
>>>>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>>>>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>>>>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> ----
>>>>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot
>>>>> >
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >>> > > > > >
>>>>> > >>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>>>>> > >>>
>>>>> > >>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>>>>> > >>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > >> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.
>>>>> > Non stop.... ha ha.
>>>>> Exactly.

>>>> Poor Pen has a tear in his eye... ha ha.

>>>> That is all.

>>> He's certainly been in a tizzy this week.

>> Full meltdown mode.. ha ha

> Obviously.

> :)

Good day

Yo

Yes

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>>>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 7:52:07 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>>> On Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 4:30:16 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
>>>>>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > Faraway Star wrote:
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>>> > >>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>>>>> > >>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>>> > >
>>>>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > > > > Opera Positions
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Opera Positions
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> This is a moving studio
>>>>>> > >> motion
>>>>>> > >> you're independent.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>>>>>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> From the room
>>>>>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>>>>>> > >> to a hundred year old
>>>>>> > >> building downtown
>>>>>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Jack Burlington
>>>>>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>>>>>> > >> his holy mass.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Touches of exile
>>>>>> > >> in this squalid box
>>>>>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Locked away
>>>>>> > >> at the edge of the world
>>>>>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>>>>>> > >> shut down future.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>>>> > >> formalities
>>>>>> > >> forward.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>>>>>> > >> running on empty
>>>>>> > >> pacing
>>>>>> > >> placing
>>>>>> > >> fleeing
>>>>>> > >> accelerating,
>>>>>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>>>>>> > >> to be old again
>>>>>> > >> aged vision
>>>>>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>>>>>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>>>>>> > >> your tender river hands.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>>>>>> > >> The years of this separation.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>>>>>> > >> The freedom
>>>>>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>>>>>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>>>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>>>>>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Stacks of art books
>>>>>> > >> and furniture
>>>>>> > >> sex sleep.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>>>>>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>>>>>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>>>>>> > >> she's devious
>>>>>> > >> her nose is covered.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>>>>>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> This school
>>>>>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>>>>>> > >> and the cranking power
>>>>>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>>>>>> > >> with discipline
>>>>>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>>>>>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>>>>>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> ----
>>>>>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>>>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >>> > > > > >
>>>>>> > >>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>>>>>> > >>>
>>>>>> > >>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>>>>>> > >>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > >> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.
>>>>>> > Non stop.... ha ha.
>>>>>> Exactly.

>>>>> Poor Pen has a tear in his eye... ha ha.

>>>>> That is all.

>>>> He's certainly been in a tizzy this week.

>>> Full meltdown mode.. ha ha

>> Obviously.

>> :)

> Good day

> Yo

> Yes

Hello there my friend, hope you're having a great day so far.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>> General-Zod wrote:
>>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>>>> > > > Opera Positions
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Opera Positions
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> This is a moving studio
>>>>>>> > >> motion
>>>>>>> > >> you're independent.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>>>>>>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> From the room
>>>>>>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>>>>>>> > >> to a hundred year old
>>>>>>> > >> building downtown
>>>>>>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Jack Burlington
>>>>>>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>>>>>>> > >> his holy mass.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Touches of exile
>>>>>>> > >> in this squalid box
>>>>>>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Locked away
>>>>>>> > >> at the edge of the world
>>>>>>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>>>>>>> > >> shut down future.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>>>>> > >> formalities
>>>>>>> > >> forward.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>>>>>>> > >> running on empty
>>>>>>> > >> pacing
>>>>>>> > >> placing
>>>>>>> > >> fleeing
>>>>>>> > >> accelerating,
>>>>>>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>>>>>>> > >> to be old again
>>>>>>> > >> aged vision
>>>>>>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>>>>>>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>>>>>>> > >> your tender river hands.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>>>>>>> > >> The years of this separation.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>>>>>>> > >> The freedom
>>>>>>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>>>>>>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Opera positions
>>>>>>> > >> in the front seat
>>>>>>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>>>>>>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Stacks of art books
>>>>>>> > >> and furniture
>>>>>>> > >> sex sleep.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>>>>>>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>>>>>>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>>>>>>> > >> she's devious
>>>>>>> > >> her nose is covered.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>>>>>>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> This school
>>>>>>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>>>>>>> > >> and the cranking power
>>>>>>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>>>>>>> > >> with discipline
>>>>>>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>>>>>>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>>>>>>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> ----
>>>>>>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>>>>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >>> > > > > > > > > > > > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >>> > > > > > >> What has thinking I'm a better poet than T.S. Eliot
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Delusional state noted ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >>> > > > > >
>>>>>>> > >>> > > > > >> Just pointing out two of your most obvious flaws, Pendragon.
>>>>>>> > >>>
>>>>>>> > >>> > Pen seems to be in a tizzy of confusion tonight.... ha ha.
>>>>>>> > >>> Nothing really new for Pendragon.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > >> Sadly pathetic but oh so true...
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > > Pendragon is really in a tizzy again today.
>>>>>>> > Non stop.... ha ha.
>>>>>>> Exactly.

>>>>>> Poor Pen has a tear in his eye... ha ha.

>>>>>> That is all.

>>>>> He's certainly been in a tizzy this week.

>>>> Full meltdown mode.. ha ha

>>> Obviously.

>>> :)

>> Good day

>> Yo

>> Yes

> Hello there my friend, hope you're having a great day so far.

> 🙂

Yo

Good night

God bless

General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>> Faraway Star wrote:
>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>> > >> Opera Positions
>>> >
>>> > >> This is a moving studio
>>> > >> motion
>>> > >> you're independent.
>>> >
>>> > >> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>>> > >> sniffing the heroine.
>>> >
>>> > >> From the room
>>> > >> where Bodeen is sleeping
>>> > >> to a hundred year old
>>> > >> building downtown
>>> > >> a mathematical structure.
>>> >
>>> > >> Jack Burlington
>>> > >> in his land of crack head hos
>>> > >> his holy mass.
>>> >
>>> > >> Touches of exile
>>> > >> in this squalid box
>>> > >> brandishing broadsword.
>>> > >> Locked away
>>> > >> at the edge of the world
>>> > >> sealed on a cliff.
>>> >
>>> > >> Tomorrow always closing in
>>> > >> shut down future.
>>> >
>>> > >> Opera positions
>>> > >> in the front seat
>>> > >> formalities
>>> > >> forward.
>>> >
>>> > >> Doc Pendleton
>>> > >> running on empty
>>> > >> pacing
>>> > >> placing
>>> > >> fleeing
>>> > >> accelerating,
>>> > >> vacant broadcast.
>>> >
>>> > >> Seeing what it's like
>>> > >> to be old again
>>> > >> aged vision
>>> > >> youth drugs played out.
>>> >
>>> > >> A date with an empathetic expanse
>>> > >> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.
>>> >
>>> > >> Silhouette shadow lady
>>> > >> your tender river hands.
>>> >
>>> > >> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>>> > >> The years of this separation.
>>> >
>>> > >> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>>> > >> The freedom
>>> > >> the crushing loneliness of freedom.
>>> >
>>> > >> Tomorrow closing in again
>>> > >> never get blessed with a memory lapse.
>>> >
>>> > >> Opera positions
>>> > >> in the front seat
>>> > >> we've lost the passion.
>>> >
>>> > >> Studio house with no lights
>>> > >> concubine by candle light.
>>> >
>>> > >> Stacks of art books
>>> > >> and furniture
>>> > >> sex sleep.
>>> >
>>> > >> Having a bad day in a bad year
>>> > >> mischief in the neighborhood
>>> > >> generation of the Hood.
>>> >
>>> > >> Sinister figures in the paintings
>>> > >> she's devious
>>> > >> her nose is covered.
>>> >
>>> > >> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>>> > >> lap dance pirouette.
>>> >
>>> > >> This school
>>> > >> is destroying my poetry
>>> > >> and the cranking power
>>> > >> of this honky-tonk.
>>> >
>>> > >> Or is it just boxing it in
>>> > >> with discipline
>>> > >> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.
>>> >
>>> > >> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>>> > >> some blue velvet candybox
>>> > >> I'm right here in the streets.
>>> >
>>> > >> -Will Dockery (1997)
>>> >
>>> > >> ----
>>> > >> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html
>>>
>>>
>>> Excellent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly.
>>> I thank ye for posting cool poem...

>> And thanks to you for reading and commenting.

> Being the avid poetry fan that I am it was quite enjoyable of a read......

Good afternoon, thanks again for reading and commenting.

:)

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Opera Positions

>> This is a moving studio
>> motion
>> you're independent.

>> I'm holed up with Search Boy again
>> sniffing the heroine.

>> From the room
>> where Bodeen is sleeping
>> to a hundred year old
>> building downtown
>> a mathematical structure.

>> Jack Burlington
>> in his land of crack head hos
>> his holy mass.

>> Touches of exile
>> in this squalid box
>> brandishing broadsword.

>> Locked away
>> at the edge of the world
>> sealed on a cliff.

>> Tomorrow always closing in
>> shut down future.

>> Opera positions
>> in the front seat
>> formalities
>> forward.

>> Doc Pendleton
>> running on empty
>> pacing
>> placing
>> fleeing
>> accelerating,
>> vacant broadcast.

>> Seeing what it's like
>> to be old again
>> aged vision
>> youth drugs played out.

>> A date with an empathetic expanse
>> like the portrait of Dorian Gray.

>> Silhouette shadow lady
>> your tender river hands.

>> He remembered the harmonicas of Ed Grey
>> The years of this separation.

>> I feel green like Jack Midnight
>> The freedom
>> the crushing loneliness of freedom.

>> Tomorrow closing in again
>> never get blessed with a memory lapse.

>> Opera positions
>> in the front seat
>> we've lost the passion.

>> Studio house with no lights
>> concubine by candle light.

>> Stacks of art books
>> and furniture
>> sex sleep.

>> Having a bad day in a bad year
>> mischief in the neighborhood
>> generation of the Hood.

>> Sinister figures in the paintings
>> she's devious
>> her nose is covered.

>> Sinister friends breaking and entering
>> lap dance pirouette.

>> This school
>> is destroying my poetry
>> and the cranking power
>> of this honky-tonk.

>> Or is it just boxing it in
>> with discipline
>> feeling like a punch drunk lumberjack.

>> I'm not doing words of some rich soap opera
>> some blue velvet candybox
>> I'm right here in the streets.

>> -Will Dockery (1997)

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>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/opera-positions.html

>> ...

> Excekllent use of both Beat poetry tropes and confessional poetry style there, Doc... I am liking this one greatly...

Good afternoon again and happy New Year's Eve, my friend.

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