Mari / a poem by Will Dockery

[Will Dockery]

actually a plain spoken
unpretentious statement,
easily understood and impossible
to confuse

Well put, and thanks.

[Will Dockery]

In closing, at the request of Peter J Ross, here's another of my poems:

Mari

She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across alandscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...

-Will Dockery 10-21-82

Got to go, all ya;ll troll and whine on, I'll be back.

[Will Dockery]

Mari

She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.

Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.

This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.

I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.

Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.

Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.

I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.

This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.

I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.

Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.

Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.

The animals all taking on a color of wonder.

This is not really what is seems like
is it?

This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.

-Will Dockery

[Will Dockery]

Mari

She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.

Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.

This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.

I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.

Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.

Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.

I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.

This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.

I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.

Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.

Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.

The animals all taking on a color of wonder.

This is not really what is seems like
is it?

This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.

-Will Dockery

[W-Dockery]

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

(From the archives)

[Zod @news.novabbs.com (Zod )]

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc...

[W-Dockery]

Post by Zod @news.novabbs.com (Zod )

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc...

This one is almost exactly forty years old, and accurately depicts the moment in time.

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod @news.novabbs.com (Zod )

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc...

Good afternoon, thanks again.

[Victor H.]

Post by W.Dockery

Post by Zod @news.novabbs.com (Zod )

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc...

Good afternoon, thanks again.

Good DAY to you

[W.Dockery]

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc... Good DAY to you

Good evening, my friend.

🙂

[W-Dockery]

Post by Zod @news.novabbs.com (Zod )

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc...

Written after a great LSD trip with Lady Katherine.

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod @news.novabbs.com (Zod )

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc...

Thanks, like I said, this is another reality based poem.

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod @news.novabbs.com (Zod )

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

One of your most lovely poems Doc...

Good evening, thanks again for the nod, Zod.

[General-Zod]

Post by W-Dockery

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

(From the archives)

Cool cool

[W.Dockery]

Post by General-Zod

Post by W-Dockery

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

(From the archives)

Cool cool

Cool outside today also, cloudy and mellow in the Deep South.

[General-Zod]

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

Quite good, it plays out like a short film....

[W-Dockery]

Post by General-Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

Quite good, it plays out like a short film....

With subtitles.

🙂

[Rocky Stoneberg]

Post by W-Dockery

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

(From the archives)

One of the best.....

[W-Dockery]

Post by Rocky Stoneberg

Post by W-Dockery

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

(From the archives)

One of the best.....

"I thank."

🙂

[General-Zod]

Post by W-Dockery

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress
blue with yellow stars
blues and yellows
and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished
and I thought about
that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol
star-like squiggles
the flame had affected her some.
I saw the multicolored fire
it skipped frantically across alandscape.
This is not really a balcony
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue.
Stencil writings.
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
This is not really what is seems like
is it?
This is not more than a balcony
and you're only a woman.
-Will Dockery

(From the archives)

Having another reading and this poem is top flight....

[Will Dockery]

Mari

She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across alandscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...

-Will Dockery 10-21-82

And so it went.

[Will Dockery]

Mari

She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across alandscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...

-Will Dockery 10-21-82

And so it went... here is the poem I mentioned earlier, Jim, as referenced
with the poem you posted, Jim/

[Will Dockery]

Mari

She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across alandscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.

I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...

-Will Dockery 10-21-82

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Found in Drafts file.

[General-Zod]

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across alandscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

One of your best, Doc...

[W-Dockery]

Post by General-Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

One of your best, Doc...

Thanks for reading and commenting, Zod.

[Victor H.]

Post by W-Dockery

Post by General-Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

One of your best, Doc...

Thanks for reading and commenting, Zod.

Good day and you are welcome...

[W-Dockery]

Post by Victor H.

Post by W-Dockery

Post by General-Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

One of your best, Doc...

Thanks for reading and commenting, Zod.

Good day and you are welcome...

Good evening my friend.

[Zod]

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Good morning, and thanks again.

[General-Zod]

Post by W.Dockery

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Good morning, and thanks again.

Mike and I are sitting by the camp fire, singing songs as he picks his ole banjo...!

[W.Dockery]

Post by General-Zod

Post by W.Dockery

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Good morning, and thanks again.

Mike and I are sitting by the camp fire, singing songs as he picks his ole banjo...!

Good evening, sounds like good times for you guys.

🙂

[General-Zod]

Post by W.Dockery

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Good morning, and thanks again.

Yep... yep...!!

[W.Dockery]

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82

Good day, again.... one of your finest.... Yep... yep...!!

Good afternoon, my friend.

🙂

[General-Zod]

Post by W.Dockery

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Good morning, and thanks again.

Kool....

[W.Dockery]

Post by General-Zod

Post by W.Dockery

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Good morning, and thanks again.

Kool....

Happy holiday, Zod.

😃

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Good morning, thanks again for reading and commenting.

🙂

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Thanks again, and since 1982 seems to be the topic of the day, a good poem of mine to showcase.

🙂

[W-Dockery @news.novabbs.com (W-Dockery )]

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

That was the view from here in 1982.

[General-Zod]

Post by W-Dockery @news.novabbs.com (W-Dockery )

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...star-like squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

That was the view from here in 1982.

My finest memory of 1982 was first gazing at the lovely Kirstie Alley, may she rest in peace...

Kirstie Alley Wrecks the Starship USS Enterprise NCC-1701 Kobayashi Maru HD Star Trek II (1982)

[W-Dockery]

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Thanks again my friend, and have a safe trip to Florida.

Enjoy your vacation weekend.

🙂

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Thanks again for the feedback.

[W.Dockery]

Post by Zod

Post by Will Dockery
Mari
She's got a dress, blue with yellow stars,
blues and yellows and their mixture like space duel.
A little green hair-holder in back.
Her stare is blue,
strands of gold hair hanging.
We stand staring as bombs explode.
In the distance out by the sunset.
This is not really as it seems, is it?
This is more than a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I saw Brookwood demolished,
and I thought about that damned ball and chain.
Tasted the dust of ancient,
and I do remember.
Her dress had these symbol...starlike squiggles,
the flame had affected her some...
I saw the multicolored fire,
it skipped frantically across a landscape. This is not really a balcony,
and you're more than a woman.
I felt the softness,
the misty air was choking and warm.
Colors: lavender, amber, sky blue...
stencil writings...
Bricks and scratchy sheetrock that squeaks,
beneath it all.
The animals all taking on a color of wonder.
this is not really what is seems like, is it?
This is not more than a balcony,
and you're only a woman...
-Will Dockery 10-21-82
-----------------------------------------------
Found in Drafts file.

Good day, again.... one of your finest....

Thanks again for the nod, Zod.

[Will Dockery]

actually a plain spoken
unpretentious statement,
easily understood and impossible
to confuse

A rare endorsement from Dennis Hammes, found in my Drafts folder.

:)