Will Dockery wrote:
> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, baloney wrote:
> > "Vera" wrote
> >
> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
> >
> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
> >
> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
> >
> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
> >
> > > > Thank you!
> >
> > > > Vera
> >
> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
> > > any confusion about the two.
> >
> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
> > know much about him, so she is curious.
> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
> kid.
> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
> A Pirate Looks At Forty
> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
> Arriving too late, arriving too late
> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
> Never meant to last, never meant to last
> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
> Down to rock bottom again
> Just a few friends, just a few friends
> (instrumental)
> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
> Still could manage to smile
> Just takes a while, just takes a while
> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
> Coda:
> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
> killed her."
> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
> --
> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

Good day, well said....

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, baloney wrote:
>> > "Vera" wrote
>> >
>> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>> >
>> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>> >
>> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>> >
>> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>> >
>> > > > Thank you!
>> >
>> > > > Vera
>> >
>> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>> > > any confusion about the two.
>> >
>> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>> > know much about him, so she is curious.
>> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>> kid.
>> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>> A Pirate Looks At Forty
>> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>> Arriving too late, arriving too late
>> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>> Never meant to last, never meant to last
>> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>> Down to rock bottom again
>> Just a few friends, just a few friends
>> (instrumental)
>> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>> Still could manage to smile
>> Just takes a while, just takes a while
>> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>> Coda:
>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>> killed her."
>> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>> --
>> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

> Good day, well said....

Happy Thanksgiving my friend.

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, baloney wrote:
>>> > "Vera" wrote
>>> >
>>> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>>> >
>>> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>>> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>>> >
>>> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>>> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>>> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>>> >
>>> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>>> >
>>> > > > Thank you!
>>> >
>>> > > > Vera
>>> >
>>> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>>> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>>> > > any confusion about the two.
>>> >
>>> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>>> > know much about him, so she is curious.
>>> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>>> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>>> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>>> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>>> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>>> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>>> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>>> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>>> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>>> kid.
>>> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>>> A Pirate Looks At Forty
>>> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>>> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>>> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>>> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>>> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>>> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>>> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>>> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>>> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>>> Arriving too late, arriving too late
>>> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>>> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>>> Never meant to last, never meant to last
>>> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>>> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>>> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>>> Down to rock bottom again
>>> Just a few friends, just a few friends
>>> (instrumental)
>>> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>>> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>>> Still could manage to smile
>>> Just takes a while, just takes a while
>>> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>>> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>> Coda:
>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>>> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>>> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>>> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>>> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>>> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>>> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>>> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>>> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>>> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>>> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>>> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>>> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>>> killed her."
>>> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>>> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>>> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>>> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>>> --
>>> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>>> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

>> Good day, well said....

> Happy Thanksgiving my friend.

Twas a good one with all my comrades at the Safe House...!

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, baloney wrote:
>>>> > "Vera" wrote
>>>> >
>>>> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>>>> >
>>>> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>>>> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>>>> >
>>>> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>>>> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>>>> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>>>> >
>>>> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>>>> >
>>>> > > > Thank you!
>>>> >
>>>> > > > Vera
>>>> >
>>>> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>>>> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>>>> > > any confusion about the two.
>>>> >
>>>> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>>>> > know much about him, so she is curious.
>>>> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>>>> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>>>> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>>>> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>>>> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>>>> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>>>> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>>>> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>>>> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>>>> kid.
>>>> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>>>> A Pirate Looks At Forty
>>>> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>>>> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>>>> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>>>> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>>>> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>>>> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>>>> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>>>> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>>>> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>>>> Arriving too late, arriving too late
>>>> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>>>> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>>>> Never meant to last, never meant to last
>>>> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>>>> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>>>> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>>>> Down to rock bottom again
>>>> Just a few friends, just a few friends
>>>> (instrumental)
>>>> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>>>> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>>>> Still could manage to smile
>>>> Just takes a while, just takes a while
>>>> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>>>> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>> Coda:
>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>>>> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>>>> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>>>> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>>>> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>>>> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>>>> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>>>> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>>>> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>>>> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>>>> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>>>> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>>>> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>>>> killed her."
>>>> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>>>> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>>>> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>>>> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>>>> --
>>>> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>>>> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>>>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>>>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

>>> Good day, well said....

>> Happy Thanksgiving my friend.

> Twas a good one with all my comrades at the Safe House...!

Good morning, again, good to hear.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:

> General-Zod wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:

>>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, baloney wrote:
>>>>> > "Vera" wrote
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>>>>> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>>>>> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>>>>> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > > Thank you!
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > > Vera
>>>>> >
>>>>> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>>>>> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>>>>> > > any confusion about the two.
>>>>> >
>>>>> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>>>>> > know much about him, so she is curious.
>>>>> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>>>>> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>>>>> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>>>>> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>>>>> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>>>>> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>>>>> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>>>>> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>>>>> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>>>>> kid.
>>>>> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>>>>> A Pirate Looks At Forty
>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>>>>> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>>>>> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>>>>> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>>>>> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>>>>> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>>>>> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>>>>> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>>>>> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>>>>> Arriving too late, arriving too late
>>>>> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>>>>> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>>>>> Never meant to last, never meant to last
>>>>> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>>>>> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>>>>> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>>>>> Down to rock bottom again
>>>>> Just a few friends, just a few friends
>>>>> (instrumental)
>>>>> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>>>>> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>>>>> Still could manage to smile
>>>>> Just takes a while, just takes a while
>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>>>>> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>> Coda:
>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>>>>> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>>>>> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>>>>> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>>>>> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>>>>> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>>>>> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>>>>> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>>>>> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>>>>> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>>>>> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>>>>> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>>>>> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>>>>> killed her."
>>>>> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>>>>> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>>>>> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>>>>> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>>>>> --
>>>>> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>>>>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

>>>> Good day, well said....

>>> Happy Thanksgiving my friend.

>> Twas a good one with all my comrades at the Safe House...!

> Good morning, again, good to hear.

Good thread, love old Buk

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> General-Zod wrote:

>>> Will Dockery wrote:

>>>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>>> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, baloney wrote:
>>>>>> > "Vera" wrote
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>>>>>> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>>>>>> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>>>>>> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > > Thank you!
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > > Vera
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>>>>>> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>>>>>> > > any confusion about the two.
>>>>>> >
>>>>>> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>>>>>> > know much about him, so she is curious.
>>>>>> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>>>>>> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>>>>>> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>>>>>> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>>>>>> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>>>>>> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>>>>>> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>>>>>> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>>>>>> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>>>>>> kid.
>>>>>> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>>>>>> A Pirate Looks At Forty
>>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>>>>>> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>>>>>> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>>>>>> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>>>>>> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>>>>>> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>>>>>> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>>>>>> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>>>>>> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>>>>>> Arriving too late, arriving too late
>>>>>> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>>>>>> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>>>>>> Never meant to last, never meant to last
>>>>>> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>>>>>> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>>>>>> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>>>>>> Down to rock bottom again
>>>>>> Just a few friends, just a few friends
>>>>>> (instrumental)
>>>>>> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>>>>>> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>>>>>> Still could manage to smile
>>>>>> Just takes a while, just takes a while
>>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>>>>>> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>>> Coda:
>>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>>> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>>>>>> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>>>>>> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>>>>>> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>>>>>> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>>>>>> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>>>>>> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>>>>>> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>>>>>> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>>>>>> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>>>>>> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>>>>>> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>>>>>> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>>>>>> killed her."
>>>>>> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>>>>>> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>>>>>> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>>>>>> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>>>>>> --
>>>>>> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>>>>>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

>>>>> Good day, well said....

>>>> Happy Thanksgiving my friend.

>>> Twas a good one with all my comrades at the Safe House...!

>> Good morning, again, good to hear.

> Good thread, love old Buk

Agreed.

Will Dockery wrote:

> General-Zod wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>>>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>>>> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, baloney wrote:
>>>>>>> > "Vera" wrote
>
>>>>>>> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>>>>>>> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>>>>>>> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>>>>>>> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > > > Thank you!
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > > > Vera
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>>>>>>> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>>>>>>> > > any confusion about the two.
>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>>>>>>> > know much about him, so she is curious.
>>>>>>> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>>>>>>> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>>>>>>> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>>>>>>> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>>>>>>> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>>>>>>> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>>>>>>> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>>>>>>> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>>>>>>> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>>>>>>> kid.
>>>>>>> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>>>>>>> A Pirate Looks At Forty
>>>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>>>>>>> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>>>>>>> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>>>>>>> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>>>>>>> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>>>>>>> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>>>>>>> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>>>>>>> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>>>>>>> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>>>>>>> Arriving too late, arriving too late
>>>>>>> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>>>>>>> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>>>>>>> Never meant to last, never meant to last
>>>>>>> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>>>>>>> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>>>>>>> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>>>>>>> Down to rock bottom again
>>>>>>> Just a few friends, just a few friends
>>>>>>> (instrumental)
>>>>>>> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>>>>>>> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>>>>>>> Still could manage to smile
>>>>>>> Just takes a while, just takes a while
>>>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>>>>>>> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>>>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>>>> Coda:
>>>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>>>> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>>>>>>> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>>>>>>> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>>>>>>> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>>>>>>> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>>>>>>> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>>>>>>> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>>>>>>> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>>>>>>> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>>>>>>> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>>>>>>> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>>>>>>> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>>>>>>> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>>>>>>> killed her."
>>>>>>> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>>>>>>> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>>>>>>> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>>>>>>> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>>>>>>> --
>>>>>>> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>>>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>>>>>>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>>>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

>>>>>> Good day, well said....

>>>>> Happy Thanksgiving my friend.

>>>> Twas a good one with all my comrades at the Safe House...!

>>> Good morning, again, good to hear.

>> Good thread, love old Buk

> Agreed.

Good night pal if mine

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> Faraway Star wrote:
>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>>>>>>> > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>>>>>>>> > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>>>>>>>> > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>>>>>>>> > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > > > Thank you!
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > > > Vera
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>>>>>>>> > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>>>>>>>> > > any confusion about the two.
>>>>>>>> >
>>>>>>>> > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>>>>>>>> > know much about him, so she is curious.
>>>>>>>> Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>>>>>>>> > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>>>>>>>> > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>>>>>>>> > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>>>>>>>> > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>>>>>>>> > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>>>>>>>> Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>>>>>>>> I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>>>>>>>> warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>>>>>>>> kid.
>>>>>>>> On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>>>>>>>> A Pirate Looks At Forty
>>>>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>>>>>>>> Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>>>>>>>> You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>>>>>>>> Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>>>>>>>> And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>>>>>>>> Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>>>>>>>> Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>>>>>>>> The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>>>>>>>> I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>>>>>>>> Arriving too late, arriving too late
>>>>>>>> I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>>>>>>>> I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>>>>>>>> Never meant to last, never meant to last
>>>>>>>> And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>>>>>>>> I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>>>>>>>> But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>>>>>>>> Down to rock bottom again
>>>>>>>> Just a few friends, just a few friends
>>>>>>>> (instrumental)
>>>>>>>> I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>>>>>>>> Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>>>>>>>> Still could manage to smile
>>>>>>>> Just takes a while, just takes a while
>>>>>>>> Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>>>>>>>> My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>>>>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>>>>> Coda:
>>>>>>>> I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>>>>>>>> -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>>>>>>>> > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>>>>>>>> It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>>>>>>>> his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>>>>>>>> compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>>>>>>>> memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>>>>>>>> better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>>>>>>>> Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>>>>>>>> of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>>>>>>>> poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>>>>>>>> there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>>>>>>>> time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>>>>>>>> "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>>>>>>>> killed her."
>>>>>>>> and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>>>>>>>> friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>>>>>>>> where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>>>>>>>> they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>>>>>>>> --
>>>>>>>> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>>>>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>>>>>>>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>>>>>>>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery

>

> Good night pal if mine

Hello again my friend

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