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George Sulzbach
2016-09-09 05:23:48 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.

Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.

Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.

I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.

-George Sulzbach
Will Dockery
2016-09-09 12:48:55 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot imagery, and use of color.
drive-by
2016-09-09 12:52:23 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot imagery, and use of color.
Getting a Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow, vibe...
Will Dockery
2016-09-09 16:43:23 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot imagery, and use of color.
Getting a Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow, vibe...
A definite creepy vibe runs through it, plus the current /fatalism/ that is injected into most of Sulzbach's recent works, I find.
George Sulzbach
2016-09-09 21:02:41 UTC
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Just a dream I had last night I tried to catch in verse.
Will Dockery
2016-09-09 23:05:14 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Just a dream I had last night I tried to catch in verse.
It worked really well, I think. One of your better new poems.
George Sulzbach
2016-09-10 06:28:30 UTC
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Thanks for reading my poem, everybody.
Will Dockery
2016-09-11 00:12:06 UTC
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Thanks for reading my poem, everybody.
Great to see them, keep them coming, old friend.

:)
Will Dockery
2016-09-15 10:55:40 UTC
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Thanks for reading my poem, everybody.
Glimpsing through the new ones on your coffee table last night was interesting... looking forward to seeing those poems emerge here, soon.

:)
Richard Oakley
2016-09-15 15:37:04 UTC
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Thanks for reading my poem, everybody.
Glimpsing through the new ones on your coffee table last night was interesting... looking forward to seeing those poems emerge here, soon.
:)
my envyness abounds.

:)
Will Dockery
2016-09-15 19:49:07 UTC
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Thanks for reading my poem, everybody.
Glimpsing through the new ones on your coffee table last night was interesting... looking forward to seeing those poems emerge here, soon.
:)
my envyness abounds.
:)
There's a trailer for rent just across the field from George, closer to the railroad tracks, and across rthe tracks is a sort of ghost village covered in kudzu and over growth... catch a Greyhound and come on down.

:)
George Sulzbach
2016-09-16 00:45:32 UTC
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I don't have the poetry with me right now... Didn't want to lug my notebook in the event I may have to hike back home tonight.
Will Dockery
2018-01-26 23:21:25 UTC
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I see earlier in the thread George says the poem is based on a dream he had the night before.
Will Dockery
2018-01-27 02:49:56 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Just a dream I had last night I tried to catch in verse.
In answer to those who wondered about the specific images in the poem, hope to see you soon, Zod.
ME
2018-01-27 02:56:58 UTC
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Hey will. Who is this McBride guy/zods landlord?
Will Dockery
2018-01-27 08:30:29 UTC
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Hey will. Who is this McBride guy/zods landlord?
Just what you stated, he was Zod's landlord last year.
Will Dockery
2018-01-27 02:54:24 UTC
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As usual, you're barely coherent, "Me".

😀
Major Liberty
2018-10-27 21:40:30 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot imagery, and use of color.
Thankeee Doc..............
Will Dockery
2018-10-28 20:21:51 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot
imagery, and use of color.
Thankeee Doc..............
This poem does indeed deserve a full interpretation/critique, which I hope
to one day manage.

Perhaps Pendragon will do the honors?
Michael Pendragon
2018-10-28 21:47:17 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot
imagery, and use of color.
Thankeee Doc..............
This poem does indeed deserve a full interpretation/critique, which I hope
to one day manage.
Perhaps Pendragon will do the honors?
Silk diamond
Velveteen emerald. Plush amethyst. Cashmere cobalt.

Soft and smooth ... and yet a stone that's the hardest naturally occurring substance on earth and sharp enough to cut glass. A self-contradictory image that short-circuits any attempt to imagine it. Poe employed this technique in his poetry with phrases like "Bottomless vales" and "boundless floods," and religion uses similar "mysteries" to keep God unknowable to the faithful ("everywhere and nowhere," "the Holy Trinity," etc.).

Of course most poets and prophets have a reason for using such phrases, viz. to describe something beyond human comprehension. The problem is that I'm unsure what (if anything) is being described here.
Post by Will Dockery
September golden bullet
Ammunition the Lone Ranger saves for his arch-nemesis, Butch Cavendish? What werewolf hunters turn to when silver fails to take down an Alpha?

And why September? Is this a reference to 9-11? Do bullets, like leaves, turn to gold at the onset of the Autumn?

Are these metaphorical bullets or the real deal?
Post by Will Dockery
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Is the horse made of leather, like the "skin horse" from "The Velveteen Rabbit"?
Has the Lone Ranger gotten into S&M?
The image appears that of an Apocalyptic Cowboy heralding the end of the world ... or a strangely-attired singing telegram deliverer announcing the death of a loved one.

Or maybe it's the ghost of John Wayne announcing that the price of Ripple just went up?

So far this is a Will Dockery poem with slightly better imagery. The first stanza comprises three possibly related descriptions presented in sentence fragment form and lacking both a verb and a purpose.
Post by Will Dockery
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Another sentence fragment with Apocalyptic imagery.
Post by Will Dockery
Over the limit
Zod's parking meter ran out?
Post by Will Dockery
Time sent
If you can't spend it, mail it?
Post by Will Dockery
The dust devil.
The cops put a boot on Zod's car for unpaid parking tickets, but at least he can still vacuum it with his trusty Dust Devil®.
Post by Will Dockery
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
So the S&M Lone Ranger has gone bad.
Post by Will Dockery
I will never cross the pass
Bestow a Catholic blessing on Canyon Pass?

Screw up your bridge partner's play?

A typo for "path"?

The world may never know.
Post by Will Dockery
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
And we build snowmen and go ice skating in the park.

While experienced readers would have given up on this at the "Silk diamond" sentence fragment, I'm going to attempt to make some sense gibberish.

The poem progresses from September to December (the onset of Winter). The poem is either about the season of Fall, or it draws on the popular cliché linking the seasons to the human life cycle, with Autumn symbolizing late middle age and Winter, old age and death.

In this case the "silk diamond" serves as a metaphor for a metaphorical bullet -- or, the lure of suicide. It is the beautiful silken promise masking a hard reality.

The Apocalyptic horseman is any devastating event -- the death of a loved one, perhaps. It could be the latest in a long string of tragic events that has pushed the speaker to the point where suicide becomes desirable.

The speaker feels that he has spent enough time suffering through his daily existence on earth and now wishes it all will end.

The death urge possesses him like a lamia -- it is thirsty for his blood, and has killed many others with its siren song of non-existence.

Each of us will reach this point at some point in our lives. "Diseases come, troubles afflict us; and this make life despite its brevity seem far too long." -- Herodotus.

IOW: Buried beneath the black velvet painting imagery, is the kernel of a universal truth -- one that has proven to be a common element in many of the time-honored literary classics.

In fact, were the Apocalyptic cowboy myth a bit more fully developed, and were the author to figure out how to compose a poem using complete sentences that actually link his fragmented thoughts up in a comprehensible manner, he might have the makings of a pretty good poem here.
Will Dockery
2018-10-29 01:30:20 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot
imagery, and use of color.
Thankeee Doc..............
This poem does indeed deserve a full interpretation/critique, which I hope
to one day manage.
Perhaps Pendragon will do the honors?
Silk diamond
Velveteen emerald. Plush amethyst. Cashmere cobalt.
Soft and smooth ... and yet a stone that's the hardest naturally occurring substance on earth and sharp enough to cut glass. A self-contradictory image that short-circuits any attempt to imagine it. Poe employed this technique in his poetry with phrases like "Bottomless vales" and "boundless floods," and religion uses similar "mysteries" to keep God unknowable to the faithful ("everywhere and nowhere," "the Holy Trinity," etc.).
Of course most poets and prophets have a reason for using such phrases, viz. to describe something beyond human comprehension. The problem is that I'm unsure what (if anything) is being described here.
Post by Will Dockery
September golden bullet
Ammunition the Lone Ranger saves for his arch-nemesis, Butch Cavendish? What werewolf hunters turn to when silver fails to take down an Alpha?
And why September? Is this a reference to 9-11? Do bullets, like leaves, turn to gold at the onset of the Autumn?
Are these metaphorical bullets or the real deal?
Post by Will Dockery
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Is the horse made of leather, like the "skin horse" from "The Velveteen Rabbit"?
Has the Lone Ranger gotten into S&M?
The image appears that of an Apocalyptic Cowboy heralding the end of the world ... or a strangely-attired singing telegram deliverer announcing the death of a loved one.
Or maybe it's the ghost of John Wayne announcing that the price of Ripple just went up?
So far this is a Will Dockery poem with slightly better imagery. The first stanza comprises three possibly related descriptions presented in sentence fragment form and lacking both a verb and a purpose.
Post by Will Dockery
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Another sentence fragment with Apocalyptic imagery.
Post by Will Dockery
Over the limit
Zod's parking meter ran out?
Post by Will Dockery
Time sent
If you can't spend it, mail it?
Post by Will Dockery
The dust devil.
The cops put a boot on Zod's car for unpaid parking tickets, but at least he can still vacuum it with his trusty Dust Devil®.
Post by Will Dockery
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
So the S&M Lone Ranger has gone bad.
Post by Will Dockery
I will never cross the pass
Bestow a Catholic blessing on Canyon Pass?
Screw up your bridge partner's play?
A typo for "path"?
The world may never know.
Post by Will Dockery
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
And we build snowmen and go ice skating in the park.
While experienced readers would have given up on this at the "Silk diamond" sentence fragment, I'm going to attempt to make some sense gibberish.
The poem progresses from September to December (the onset of Winter). The poem is either about the season of Fall, or it draws on the popular cliché linking the seasons to the human life cycle, with Autumn symbolizing late middle age and Winter, old age and death.
In this case the "silk diamond" serves as a metaphor for a metaphorical bullet -- or, the lure of suicide. It is the beautiful silken promise masking a hard reality.
The Apocalyptic horseman is any devastating event -- the death of a loved one, perhaps. It could be the latest in a long string of tragic events that has pushed the speaker to the point where suicide becomes desirable.
The speaker feels that he has spent enough time suffering through his daily existence on earth and now wishes it all will end.
The death urge possesses him like a lamia -- it is thirsty for his blood, and has killed many others with its siren song of non-existence.
Each of us will reach this point at some point in our lives. "Diseases come, troubles afflict us; and this make life despite its brevity seem far too long." -- Herodotus.
IOW: Buried beneath the black velvet painting imagery, is the kernel of a universal truth -- one that has proven to be a common element in many of the time-honored literary classics.
In fact, were the Apocalyptic cowboy myth a bit more fully developed, and were the author to figure out how to compose a poem using complete sentences that actually link his fragmented thoughts up in a comprehensible manner, he might have the makings of a pretty good poem here.
You're damned good at this sort of thing, Pen... whatever flaws you have, you have this down... pat.
Michael Pendragon
2018-10-29 01:40:38 UTC
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Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot
imagery, and use of color.
Thankeee Doc..............
This poem does indeed deserve a full interpretation/critique, which I hope
to one day manage.
Perhaps Pendragon will do the honors?
Silk diamond
Velveteen emerald. Plush amethyst. Cashmere cobalt.
Soft and smooth ... and yet a stone that's the hardest naturally occurring substance on earth and sharp enough to cut glass. A self-contradictory image that short-circuits any attempt to imagine it. Poe employed this technique in his poetry with phrases like "Bottomless vales" and "boundless floods," and religion uses similar "mysteries" to keep God unknowable to the faithful ("everywhere and nowhere," "the Holy Trinity," etc.).
Of course most poets and prophets have a reason for using such phrases, viz. to describe something beyond human comprehension. The problem is that I'm unsure what (if anything) is being described here.
Post by Will Dockery
September golden bullet
Ammunition the Lone Ranger saves for his arch-nemesis, Butch Cavendish? What werewolf hunters turn to when silver fails to take down an Alpha?
And why September? Is this a reference to 9-11? Do bullets, like leaves, turn to gold at the onset of the Autumn?
Are these metaphorical bullets or the real deal?
Post by Will Dockery
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Is the horse made of leather, like the "skin horse" from "The Velveteen Rabbit"?
Has the Lone Ranger gotten into S&M?
The image appears that of an Apocalyptic Cowboy heralding the end of the world ... or a strangely-attired singing telegram deliverer announcing the death of a loved one.
Or maybe it's the ghost of John Wayne announcing that the price of Ripple just went up?
So far this is a Will Dockery poem with slightly better imagery. The first stanza comprises three possibly related descriptions presented in sentence fragment form and lacking both a verb and a purpose.
Post by Will Dockery
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Another sentence fragment with Apocalyptic imagery.
Post by Will Dockery
Over the limit
Zod's parking meter ran out?
Post by Will Dockery
Time sent
If you can't spend it, mail it?
Post by Will Dockery
The dust devil.
The cops put a boot on Zod's car for unpaid parking tickets, but at least he can still vacuum it with his trusty Dust Devil®.
Post by Will Dockery
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
So the S&M Lone Ranger has gone bad.
Post by Will Dockery
I will never cross the pass
Bestow a Catholic blessing on Canyon Pass?
Screw up your bridge partner's play?
A typo for "path"?
The world may never know.
Post by Will Dockery
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
And we build snowmen and go ice skating in the park.
While experienced readers would have given up on this at the "Silk diamond" sentence fragment, I'm going to attempt to make some sense gibberish.
The poem progresses from September to December (the onset of Winter). The poem is either about the season of Fall, or it draws on the popular cliché linking the seasons to the human life cycle, with Autumn symbolizing late middle age and Winter, old age and death.
In this case the "silk diamond" serves as a metaphor for a metaphorical bullet -- or, the lure of suicide. It is the beautiful silken promise masking a hard reality.
The Apocalyptic horseman is any devastating event -- the death of a loved one, perhaps. It could be the latest in a long string of tragic events that has pushed the speaker to the point where suicide becomes desirable.
The speaker feels that he has spent enough time suffering through his daily existence on earth and now wishes it all will end.
The death urge possesses him like a lamia -- it is thirsty for his blood, and has killed many others with its siren song of non-existence.
Each of us will reach this point at some point in our lives. "Diseases come, troubles afflict us; and this make life despite its brevity seem far too long." -- Herodotus.
IOW: Buried beneath the black velvet painting imagery, is the kernel of a universal truth -- one that has proven to be a common element in many of the time-honored literary classics.
In fact, were the Apocalyptic cowboy myth a bit more fully developed, and were the author to figure out how to compose a poem using complete sentences that actually link his fragmented thoughts up in a comprehensible manner, he might have the makings of a pretty good poem here.
You're damned good at this sort of thing, Pen... whatever flaws you have, you have this down... pat.
Slurping will get you nowhere.
Will Dockery
2018-10-29 01:46:10 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot
imagery, and use of color.
Thankeee Doc..............
This poem does indeed deserve a full interpretation/critique, which I hope
to one day manage.
Perhaps Pendragon will do the honors?
Silk diamond
Velveteen emerald. Plush amethyst. Cashmere cobalt.
Soft and smooth ... and yet a stone that's the hardest naturally occurring substance on earth and sharp enough to cut glass. A self-contradictory image that short-circuits any attempt to imagine it. Poe employed this technique in his poetry with phrases like "Bottomless vales" and "boundless floods," and religion uses similar "mysteries" to keep God unknowable to the faithful ("everywhere and nowhere," "the Holy Trinity," etc.).
Of course most poets and prophets have a reason for using such phrases, viz. to describe something beyond human comprehension. The problem is that I'm unsure what (if anything) is being described here.
Post by Will Dockery
September golden bullet
Ammunition the Lone Ranger saves for his arch-nemesis, Butch Cavendish? What werewolf hunters turn to when silver fails to take down an Alpha?
And why September? Is this a reference to 9-11? Do bullets, like leaves, turn to gold at the onset of the Autumn?
Are these metaphorical bullets or the real deal?
Post by Will Dockery
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Is the horse made of leather, like the "skin horse" from "The Velveteen Rabbit"?
Has the Lone Ranger gotten into S&M?
The image appears that of an Apocalyptic Cowboy heralding the end of the world ... or a strangely-attired singing telegram deliverer announcing the death of a loved one.
Or maybe it's the ghost of John Wayne announcing that the price of Ripple just went up?
So far this is a Will Dockery poem with slightly better imagery. The first stanza comprises three possibly related descriptions presented in sentence fragment form and lacking both a verb and a purpose.
Post by Will Dockery
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Another sentence fragment with Apocalyptic imagery.
Post by Will Dockery
Over the limit
Zod's parking meter ran out?
Post by Will Dockery
Time sent
If you can't spend it, mail it?
Post by Will Dockery
The dust devil.
The cops put a boot on Zod's car for unpaid parking tickets, but at least he can still vacuum it with his trusty Dust Devil®.
Post by Will Dockery
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
So the S&M Lone Ranger has gone bad.
Post by Will Dockery
I will never cross the pass
Bestow a Catholic blessing on Canyon Pass?
Screw up your bridge partner's play?
A typo for "path"?
The world may never know.
Post by Will Dockery
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
And we build snowmen and go ice skating in the park.
While experienced readers would have given up on this at the "Silk diamond" sentence fragment, I'm going to attempt to make some sense gibberish.
The poem progresses from September to December (the onset of Winter). The poem is either about the season of Fall, or it draws on the popular cliché linking the seasons to the human life cycle, with Autumn symbolizing late middle age and Winter, old age and death.
In this case the "silk diamond" serves as a metaphor for a metaphorical bullet -- or, the lure of suicide. It is the beautiful silken promise masking a hard reality.
The Apocalyptic horseman is any devastating event -- the death of a loved one, perhaps. It could be the latest in a long string of tragic events that has pushed the speaker to the point where suicide becomes desirable.
The speaker feels that he has spent enough time suffering through his daily existence on earth and now wishes it all will end.
The death urge possesses him like a lamia -- it is thirsty for his blood, and has killed many others with its siren song of non-existence.
Each of us will reach this point at some point in our lives. "Diseases come, troubles afflict us; and this make life despite its brevity seem far too long." -- Herodotus.
IOW: Buried beneath the black velvet painting imagery, is the kernel of a universal truth -- one that has proven to be a common element in many of the time-honored literary classics.
In fact, were the Apocalyptic cowboy myth a bit more fully developed, and were the author to figure out how to compose a poem using complete sentences that actually link his fragmented thoughts up in a comprehensible manner, he might have the makings of a pretty good poem here.
You're damned good at this sort of thing, Pen... whatever flaws you have, you have this down... pat.
Slurping will get you nowhere.
I can see it hasn't gotten you very far... what did you do, scare PJR off with your almost gay brown nosing?

:)
Zod
2018-10-30 04:14:32 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot
imagery, and use of color.
Thankeee Doc..............
This poem does indeed deserve a full interpretation/critique, which I hope
to one day manage.
Perhaps Pendragon will do the honors?
Silk diamond
Velveteen emerald. Plush amethyst. Cashmere cobalt.
Soft and smooth ... and yet a stone that's the hardest naturally occurring substance on earth and sharp enough to cut glass. A self-contradictory image that short-circuits any attempt to imagine it. Poe employed this technique in his poetry with phrases like "Bottomless vales" and "boundless floods," and religion uses similar "mysteries" to keep God unknowable to the faithful ("everywhere and nowhere," "the Holy Trinity," etc.).
Of course most poets and prophets have a reason for using such phrases, viz. to describe something beyond human comprehension. The problem is that I'm unsure what (if anything) is being described here.
Post by Will Dockery
September golden bullet
Ammunition the Lone Ranger saves for his arch-nemesis, Butch Cavendish? What werewolf hunters turn to when silver fails to take down an Alpha?
And why September? Is this a reference to 9-11? Do bullets, like leaves, turn to gold at the onset of the Autumn?
Are these metaphorical bullets or the real deal?
Post by Will Dockery
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Is the horse made of leather, like the "skin horse" from "The Velveteen Rabbit"?
Has the Lone Ranger gotten into S&M?
The image appears that of an Apocalyptic Cowboy heralding the end of the world ... or a strangely-attired singing telegram deliverer announcing the death of a loved one.
Or maybe it's the ghost of John Wayne announcing that the price of Ripple just went up?
So far this is a Will Dockery poem with slightly better imagery. The first stanza comprises three possibly related descriptions presented in sentence fragment form and lacking both a verb and a purpose.
Post by Will Dockery
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Another sentence fragment with Apocalyptic imagery.
Post by Will Dockery
Over the limit
Zod's parking meter ran out?
Post by Will Dockery
Time sent
If you can't spend it, mail it?
Post by Will Dockery
The dust devil.
The cops put a boot on Zod's car for unpaid parking tickets, but at least he can still vacuum it with his trusty Dust Devil®.
Post by Will Dockery
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
So the S&M Lone Ranger has gone bad.
Post by Will Dockery
I will never cross the pass
Bestow a Catholic blessing on Canyon Pass?
Screw up your bridge partner's play?
A typo for "path"?
The world may never know.
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By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
And we build snowmen and go ice skating in the park.
While experienced readers would have given up on this at the "Silk diamond" sentence fragment, I'm going to attempt to make some sense gibberish.
The poem progresses from September to December (the onset of Winter). The poem is either about the season of Fall, or it draws on the popular cliché linking the seasons to the human life cycle, with Autumn symbolizing late middle age and Winter, old age and death.
In this case the "silk diamond" serves as a metaphor for a metaphorical bullet -- or, the lure of suicide. It is the beautiful silken promise masking a hard reality.
The Apocalyptic horseman is any devastating event -- the death of a loved one, perhaps. It could be the latest in a long string of tragic events that has pushed the speaker to the point where suicide becomes desirable.
The speaker feels that he has spent enough time suffering through his daily existence on earth and now wishes it all will end.
The death urge possesses him like a lamia -- it is thirsty for his blood, and has killed many others with its siren song of non-existence.
Each of us will reach this point at some point in our lives. "Diseases come, troubles afflict us; and this make life despite its brevity seem far too long." -- Herodotus.
IOW: Buried beneath the black velvet painting imagery, is the kernel of a universal truth -- one that has proven to be a common element in many of the time-honored literary classics.
In fact, were the Apocalyptic cowboy myth a bit more fully developed, and were the author to figure out how to compose a poem using complete sentences that actually link his fragmented thoughts up in a comprehensible manner, he might have the makings of a pretty good poem here.
Thank yuh Michael................
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2018-10-31 23:33:43 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot imagery, and use of color.
Thank you.
General Zod
2018-11-04 06:23:58 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot imagery, and use of color.
Thank you.
I appreciate it...………….
General Zod
2018-11-06 00:10:42 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
This one reminds me quite a bit of your earlier work I speak of, good spot imagery, and use of color.
I went a long ways back on this one....................

Rachel
2016-09-09 14:20:24 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
cryptic!
Will Dockery
2016-09-10 10:01:20 UTC
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Post by George Sulzbach
Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
cryptic!
George's best work usually has that cryptic element, I call it "psychedelic", a visual impressionism, sort of.
George Sulzbach
2016-09-11 02:28:18 UTC
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Just playing with images, drawing pictures with words.
Richard Oakley
2016-09-11 04:41:03 UTC
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Just playing with images, drawing pictures with words.
Just
playing in images
drawn on the black silk-screen
of space
the words
unfold from the dark
where hands somehow know
how to reach.
Will Dockery
2016-09-11 12:17:00 UTC
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Just playing with images, drawing pictures with words.
Just
playing in images
drawn on the black silk-screen
of space
the words
unfold from the dark
where hands somehow know
how to reach.
Sketching notes like an improvisational jazzman.
Will Dockery
2016-09-11 12:31:07 UTC
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Just playing with images, drawing pictures with words.
https://www.quora.com/How-did-Jack-Kerouac-incorporate-jazz-into-his-writing-style

"Jack Kerouac's overall style was a flowing sequence of images, like a jazz soloist uses to build a solo, each idea reveals a related image, plus he used a lot of idiomatic rhyming and internal patterns - BeBop was his great love, and he often approached the writing in the angular, asymmetrical way that a saxophone solo can be developed...." -Michael Gorman

:)
Art Services
2016-12-06 03:52:41 UTC
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Thanks to all for feedback
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2018-10-28 06:52:53 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
cryptic!
Hello Rachel I have new poems...…………..
Will Dockery
2016-10-26 20:35:31 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
I think this is one of the better Shatzberg/Sulzbach poems.
Grey Matter Melody
2016-10-26 23:45:27 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
I think this is one of the better Shatzberg/Sulzbach poems.
I have begun the science fiction epic poem, tell Rachel to look for them.
Will Dockery
2016-10-31 14:25:15 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
I think this is one of the better Shatzberg/Sulzbach poems.
I have begun the science fiction epic poem, tell Rachel to look for them.
These are your most recent poems, posted last week?
Search Group Solutions
2016-11-03 03:03:45 UTC
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Many of the area new, yes.
Will Dockery
2016-11-03 16:18:19 UTC
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Many of the area new, yes.
"Some of them are old, some of them are new
Some of them will turn up when you least expect them to
And when they do, remember me, remember me..."

-Brian Eno
a***@gmail.com
2016-11-03 20:19:58 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
There is a story of great warning and fearful times in this poem, I detect.
George John III
2016-11-28 21:41:57 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
There is a story of great warning and fearful times in this poem, I detect.
The war between all oposites.
Will Dockery
2016-11-28 22:31:44 UTC
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A war between vthe rich and poor, the odd and the even... as Leonard Cohen put it.
George John III
2016-11-29 03:26:03 UTC
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There may be a war.
Will Dockery
2016-11-30 23:11:24 UTC
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There may be a war.
Your poem, in fact your entire life it seems, suggests an epic war,
internal, as you fight to keep the "barbarians" away from the gates of your
soul.
Sulzbach Services
2016-12-01 00:31:59 UTC
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There may be a war.
Your poem, in fact your entire life it seems, suggests an epic war,
internal, as you fight to keep the "barbarians" away from the gates of your
soul.
That is where the epic begins.
Samsung Experience
2016-12-01 01:12:33 UTC
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Really ready for the next chapter.
Will Dockery
2016-12-01 22:05:23 UTC
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Bring on that next chapter, and a collaboration between us as Jimmy suggested might be productive as well.
Will Dockery
2016-12-02 16:37:14 UTC
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Really ready for the next chapter.
You should see the photo my daughter Sarah sent me this morning, a photo of
me, Rick Howe and George Sulzbach from around 1992 or so, a group shot from
when we had the Search Group band. I'll put it online shortly... poor Rick
has been dead since 2007, George had a full head of hair, and I look the
same except my hair and beard are black.

:)
SS Art Studio (have brush will paint)
2016-12-02 22:48:29 UTC
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Really ready for the next chapter.
You should see the photo my daughter Sarah sent me this morning, a photo of
me, Rick Howe and George Sulzbach from around 1992 or so, a group shot from
when we had the Search Group band. I'll put it online shortly... poor Rick
has been dead since 2007, George had a full head of hair, and I look the
same except my hair and beard are black.
:)
Wow wanna see that...
Will Dockery
2016-12-03 00:21:30 UTC
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I'll find it when I get back to the house.
b***@gmail.com
2016-12-03 02:48:45 UTC
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Excellent
SS Art Studio (have brush will paint)
2016-12-03 05:46:13 UTC
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I look for ward to seeing it William
Will Dockery
2016-12-03 07:42:58 UTC
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I'll check and see if Sarah has that photo posted to Facebook yet, I'll piggyback it to here later, when I return home to the big machine.
Art Services
2016-12-06 03:45:56 UTC
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Did the pic go up yet?
Will Dockery
2017-03-18 07:03:55 UTC
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Did the pic go up yet?
Yes, as you know by now.
Will Dockery
2016-12-01 09:57:02 UTC
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Post by George John III
There may be a war.
Your poem, in fact your entire life it seems, suggests an epic war,
internal, as you fight to keep the "barbarians" away from the gates of your
soul.
That is where the epic begins.

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Our own personal, unique, mythologies.
SS Art Studio (have brush will paint)
2016-12-02 00:46:00 UTC
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There may be a war.
Your poem, in fact your entire life it seems, suggests an epic war,
internal, as you fight to keep the "barbarians" away from the gates of your
soul.
That is where the epic begins.
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Our own personal, unique, mythologies.
That is exactly it, on an even higher level.
Will Dockery
2016-12-02 04:10:07 UTC
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Well...

Make it so.

😎
t***@gmail.com
2016-12-03 03:57:55 UTC
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Great title and concept.
Will Dockery
2017-03-18 07:05:10 UTC
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Great title and concept.
Agreed.
Sulzbach Services
2016-12-07 04:31:48 UTC
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New poems tomorrow folks.
Will Dockery
2016-12-07 06:23:26 UTC
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Looking forward to them. 🐎
George John
2016-12-10 04:14:54 UTC
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Gonna a trip when there really ready
General Zod
2017-03-03 22:33:41 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
One of my best, for Corry and anyone else who likes poetry here.............
Will Dockery
2018-01-26 10:36:40 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
How quickly some might forget that my friend George was posting (in my opinion) some real dynamite poetry while he was hanging with us.

And yes, the holier-than-thou negativity just ran him away.

He is one of the poets I actually know who took Jack Kerouac's instructions to heart:

https://www.quora.com/How-did-Jack-Kerouac-incorporate-jazz-into-his-writing-style

"Jack Kerouac's overall style was a flowing sequence of images, like a jazz soloist uses to build a solo, each idea reveals a related image, plus he used a lot of idiomatic rhyming and internal patterns - BeBop was his great love, and he often approached the writing in the angular, asymmetrical way that a saxophone solo can be developed...." -Michael Gorman

So, so it goes...
m***@gmail.com
2018-01-26 14:24:33 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
How quickly some might forget that my friend George was posting (in my opinion) some real dynamite poetry while he was hanging with us.
And yes, the holier-than-thou negativity just ran him away.
https://www.quora.com/How-did-Jack-Kerouac-incorporate-jazz-into-his-writing-style
"Jack Kerouac's overall style was a flowing sequence of images, like a jazz soloist uses to build a solo, each idea reveals a related image, plus he used a lot of idiomatic rhyming and internal patterns - BeBop was his great love, and he often approached the writing in the angular, asymmetrical way that a saxophone solo can be developed...." -Michael Gorman
So, so it goes...
FWIW his style is similar to yours.
Will Dockery
2018-01-26 17:38:22 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
How quickly some might forget that my friend George was posting (in my opinion) some real dynamite poetry while he was hanging with us.
And yes, the holier-than-thou negativity just ran him away.
https://www.quora.com/How-did-Jack-Kerouac-incorporate-jazz-into-his-writing-style
"Jack Kerouac's overall style was a flowing sequence of images, like a jazz soloist uses to build a solo, each idea reveals a related image, plus he used a lot of idiomatic rhyming and internal patterns - BeBop was his great love, and he often approached the writing in the angular, asymmetrical way that a saxophone solo can be developed...." -Michael Gorman
So, so it goes...
FWIW his style is similar to yours.
I see big difference, but that could be why I enjoy his poems and art, Zod definitely knows Shadowville well.



"KALEIDOSCOPE" with host Will Dockery. Special guest artist George Sulzbach. "KALEIDOSCOPE" is an art show featuring local artists from the Chattahoochee Valley and surrounding areas. Created and produced by Rusty Wood for EATV 7.
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2018-01-26 18:39:15 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
How quickly some might forget that my friend George was posting (in my opinion) some real dynamite poetry while he was hanging with us.
And yes, the holier-than-thou negativity just ran him away.
https://www.quora.com/How-did-Jack-Kerouac-incorporate-jazz-into-his-writing-style
"Jack Kerouac's overall style was a flowing sequence of images, like a jazz soloist uses to build a solo, each idea reveals a related image, plus he used a lot of idiomatic rhyming and internal patterns - BeBop was his great love, and he often approached the writing in the angular, asymmetrical way that a saxophone solo can be developed...." -Michael Gorman
So, so it goes...
FWIW his style is similar to yours.
I see big difference, but that could be why I enjoy his poems and art, Zod definitely knows Shadowville well.
Yes, there's certainly one big difference in that his poem's aren't about you.
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http://youtu.be/nla61NcT9Wo
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Me
2018-01-26 19:15:31 UTC
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Pen, don't you love how he dug up zods old poem & then plugged his book & then plugged his 20 year old cable tv interview.
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2018-01-26 19:45:46 UTC
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Pen, don't you love how he dug up zods old poem & then plugged his book & then plugged his 20 year old cable tv interview.
Shhh! [whisper] We're not supposed to notice.
Me
2018-01-26 19:57:59 UTC
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Sorry. I'll lower my voice when I point that out the next time.
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2018-06-28 23:37:39 UTC
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Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.
Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.
Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.
I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.
-George Sulzbach
How quickly some might forget that my friend George was posting (in my opinion) some real dynamite poetry while he was hanging with us.
And yes, the holier-than-thou negativity just ran him away.
https://www.quora.com/How-did-Jack-Kerouac-incorporate-jazz-into-his-writing-style
"Jack Kerouac's overall style was a flowing sequence of images, like a jazz soloist uses to build a solo, each idea reveals a related image, plus he used a lot of idiomatic rhyming and internal patterns - BeBop was his great love, and he often approached the writing in the angular, asymmetrical way that a saxophone solo can be developed...." -Michael Gorman
So, so it goes...
FWIW his style is similar to yours.
I see big difference, but that could be why I enjoy his poems and art, Zod definitely knows Shadowville well.
Yes, there's certainly one big difference in that his poem's aren't about you.
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http://youtu.be/nla61NcT9Wo
"KALEIDOSCOPE" with host Will Dockery. Special guest artist George Sulzbach. "KALEIDOSCOPE" is an art show featuring local artists from the Chattahoochee Valley and surrounding areas. Created and produced by Rusty Wood for EATV 7.
Some are..............
ME
2018-06-29 00:03:04 UTC
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Hey zod. Now tell us about the $50 that Jim so generously sent you.
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2018-06-29 08:10:20 UTC
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Hey zod. Now tell us about the $50 that Jim so generously sent you.
Dockery swindled him out of that money and fed himself and Fat Dave, claiming George was an irresponsible drunk and a drug addict who would spend the money on drugs and whores.
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2018-06-29 08:12:44 UTC
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Dockery swindled him
<snip>

No, that's a damned lie, but lying is one of your few talents, after all.

:)
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Woah you fat lying fuck. That’s exactly what you said. Please deny it again.
Not that any of us give a fuck about zods feelings, but you’ve bashed and smeared his name on here many, many times
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Woah you fat lying fuck. That’s exactly what you said. Please deny it again.
Not that any of us give a fuck about zods feelings, but you’ve bashed and smeared his name on here many, many times
Those were your words, Will. This time you can't even accuse anyone of "putting a negative spin" on them, because they're already quite negative on their own.
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2018-01-26 22:33:07 UTC
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How quickly some might forget that my friend George
The friend you've been referring to as a bum and a hobo, especially since he moved away?

The friend you pressured to buy you and your brother a steak dinner with the last money to his name that was donated out of the goodness of someone's heart?

The friend you swindled out of his mobile gizmo, which was his last connection to the world?

Yea, some friend.
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And yes, the holier-than-thou negativity just ran him away.
That's funny, considering how you've shit all over George Sulzbach and taken advantage of him.

The rest of your rambling prattle snipped.
Will Dockery
2018-01-26 23:07:54 UTC
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George Sulzbach and taken advantage of him.
That's the biggest lie you've come up with all week, Brooke, and if George were still posting here you know he'd tell you so.

You know that George was the first to name you as a scumbag and a liar after your first several posts last year.

:)
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2018-01-27 01:36:35 UTC
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George Sulzbach and taken advantage of him.
That's the biggest lie you've come up with all week, Brooke, and if George were still posting here you know he'd tell you so.
Yet you had to edit it out because you know it is true and shows you for the degenerate you are. I'm not alone in my opinion. Of course George would agree as you were his enabler, hooking him up with rides for drugs and booze. Go ahead and deny it. It doesn't make that fact any less true.
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No, Brooke, I edited out your lies, as I usually do.

I've been friends with George Sulzbach for almost forty years, and you know if he were still posting here that he'd call you out for the scumbag you are, as he did many times before.

You're a bitter lying fool obsessed with smearing my name...

But your malicious agenda is just a little too obvious.

😀
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2018-01-27 02:45:12 UTC
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DAMN!! Will, you've been asked by others not to share too much info!! Talk about some personal info!!
I think you might want to read and read again before hitting that post key.
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2018-01-27 02:51:37 UTC
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How quickly some might forget that my friend George
The friend you've been referring to as a bum and a hobo, especially since he moved away?
The friend you pressured to buy you and your brother a steak dinner
with the last money to his name that was donated out of the goodness
of someone's heart?
The friend you swindled out of his mobile gizmo, which was his last
connection to the world?
Yea, some friend.
Wow. I feel like I really never knew how much of a scumbag the Dreckster
really is. Thanks for the update.
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And yes, the holier-than-thou negativity just ran him away.
That's funny, considering how you've shit all over George Sulzbach and
taken advantage of him.
The rest of your rambling prattle snipped.
You'd figure Dreckster would at least give him a reacharound.
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Will Dockery
2018-01-26 20:11:37 UTC
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The interview with George Sulzbach was posted for educational purposes to accompany his poem.

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m***@gmail.com
2018-01-26 20:50:03 UTC
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The interview with George Sulzbach was posted for educational purposes to accompany his poem.
I'd find it more educational if you'd offer your interpretation on what Zod's poem means.
Will Dockery
2018-01-26 21:24:20 UTC
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I see Zod expecting a difficult Winter, in the last verse he seems to wonder if he can survive it.

The bus to ticket to Florida came just in time, last week a homeless man was found frozen to death in the same area of the Riverwalk where Zod spent last Summer.

I see more, but that's the overall theme I think... dread of the future.
ME
2018-01-26 21:32:57 UTC
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Oh will, I call BULL SHIT on your last post. Please, spare us your delusional dramatics.
Are you trying to drum up some more charitable donations for 'your friend'?
m***@gmail.com
2018-01-26 21:56:31 UTC
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I see Zod expecting a difficult Winter, in the last verse he seems to wonder if he can survive it.
The bus to ticket to Florida came just in time, last week a homeless man was found frozen to death in the same area of the Riverwalk where Zod spent last Summer.
I see more, but that's the overall theme I think... dread of the future.
Do you know what any of the stuff about the leather horse rider, golden bullet, and dust devil is about?

I'm getting a vague impression that he's drawing on "Revelation," but can't really say for sure.
Will Dockery
2018-01-26 22:20:55 UTC
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I see Zod expecting a difficult Winter, in the last verse he seems to wonder if he can survive it.
The bus to ticket to Florida came just in time, last week a homeless man was found frozen to death in the same area of the Riverwalk where Zod spent last Summer.
I see more, but that's the overall theme I think... dread of the future.
Do you know what any of the stuff about the leather horse rider, golden bullet, and dust devil is about?
As mundane as it seems, I felt like the leather horse rider was Zod's landlord, D**** M*****, who is also a local Country Music singer, dresses in Western attire, leather, and has several horses, cattle and so on.

Silk diamond
September golden bullet
The leather horse
Rider
With bad news.

Bringer of news
Sealed in a scroll
Over the limit
Time sent
The dust devil.

The "sad news in September" seems to be when M****** came over and gave him his eviction notice, I remember McBride gave Zod "until October" to get packing... and an entire month seemed like a long time for him to sit and worry about it.

Thirsty desperado
With a taste for murder
And blood
On his soul.

This seems to be Zod describing the changes the drinking and drugs put him into, the person who would attack Brother Dave with a lead pipe kind of "desperado".
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I'm getting a vague impression that he's drawing on "Revelation," but can't really say for sure.
Maybe, but probably just his own personal Gotterdammerung... as a hard Winter on the streets approached:

I will never cross the pass
By winter
The icy demon
Charms us all.

But I reckon only Zod could really explain what was going through his fevered brain that night...
Will Dockery
2018-01-26 21:41:05 UTC
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Okay, "Me", what's your interpretation of Zod's poem?
ME
2018-01-26 21:56:53 UTC
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Sounds pretty much like the non sequential blabber that you try and call poetry here and everywhere.
I'd say he should stick to art, but I've seen that shit too.
Maybe he should just stick to being a vagrant. He seems to be good at that.
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2018-01-26 21:58:30 UTC
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Sounds pretty much like the non sequential blabber that you try and call poetry here and everywhere.
I'd say he should stick to art, but I've seen that shit too.
Maybe he should just stick to being a vagrant. He seems to be good at that.
My apologies to the good General, but I had to lol at that one.
ME
2018-01-26 22:02:22 UTC
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Thank you pen.
I call them out as I see it.
Will Dockery
2018-06-29 14:23:31 UTC
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Those were not my words, Pendragon.

Zod knows me, I know Zod... in fact this has been true for over forty years, now.

Jeering, manipulative trolls on Usenet will not change our friendship.

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Michael Pendragon
2018-06-29 14:37:50 UTC
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Those were not my words, Pendragon.
Zod knows me, I know Zod... in fact this has been true for over forty years, now.
Jeering, manipulative trolls on Usenet will not change our friendship.
No one said they were an exact quote, Will. However, that was the message I'd gotten from them as well.

When asked how you could allow Zod to treat you to steak dinner with the money Jim sent to help him out, you claimed that Zod gets free food from soup kitchens and didn't need the money, and that he would have just blown it on booze, drugs, and whores.
Will Dockery
2018-06-29 14:55:33 UTC
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Those were not my words, Pendragon.
Zod knows me, I know Zod... in fact this has been true for over forty years, now.
Jeering, manipulative trolls on Usenet will not change our friendship.
No one said they were an exact quote, Will.
Okay, I simply request the same thing everyone demands for others here:

Let me speak for myself.

Fair enough?
Michael Pendragon
2018-06-29 15:04:53 UTC
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Those were not my words, Pendragon.
Zod knows me, I know Zod... in fact this has been true for over forty years, now.
Jeering, manipulative trolls on Usenet will not change our friendship.
No one said they were an exact quote, Will.
Let me speak for myself.
Fair enough?
We obviously can't stop you from doing so.

However, ME's question was addressed to Zod.
Will Dockery
2018-06-29 15:12:51 UTC
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Those were not my words, Pendragon.
Zod knows me, I know Zod... in fact this has been true for over forty years, now.
Jeering, manipulative trolls on Usenet will not change our friendship.
No one said they were an exact quote, Will.
Let me speak for myself.
Fair enough?
We obviously can't stop you from doing so.
However, ME's question was addressed to Zod.
So...

Leave me out of this, then, since the matter was settled months ago, on this side of the fence.

Fair enough?
Michael Pendragon
2018-06-29 15:19:13 UTC
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Those were not my words, Pendragon.
Zod knows me, I know Zod... in fact this has been true for over forty years, now.
Jeering, manipulative trolls on Usenet will not change our friendship.
No one said they were an exact quote, Will.
Let me speak for myself.
Fair enough?
We obviously can't stop you from doing so.
However, ME's question was addressed to Zod.
So...
Leave me out of this, then, since the matter was settled months ago, on this side of the fence.
Fair enough?
That's what we've all been trying to do.
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