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Will Dockery
2020-05-17 20:19:47 UTC
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Taking A Time Out

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

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

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

I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Interlude
from the days of love and rage.

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

-Will Dockery 2020
Rocky
2020-05-18 00:06:56 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Will Dockery
2020-05-18 19:51:49 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.

;)
Rocky
2020-05-18 23:50:26 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
;)
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
Will Dockery
2020-05-19 05:51:46 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
;)
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.

;)
Will Dockery
2020-05-19 17:19:32 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.

Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.

;)
Rocky
2020-05-20 22:00:39 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Will Dockery
2020-05-23 04:33:43 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
n***@yahoo.com
2020-05-23 16:11:47 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Will Dockery
2020-05-27 05:28:49 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?



Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
Zod
2020-05-30 06:44:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
Ha ha ha ha.....

Of course Dink watches ALL your videos, just like the good little groupie he is....

Ha ha ha.....
m***@yahoo.com
2020-05-30 14:57:55 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Will Dockery will be appearing live at the Chuckle Hut and the Pizza Barn for karaoke nights, respectively.
Will Dockery
2020-05-30 21:17:57 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Will Dockery will be appearing live at the Chuckle Hut and the Pizza Barn for karaoke nights, respectively.
Roll out...

http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw

;)
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2020-05-30 22:46:25 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Will Dockery will be appearing live at the Chuckle Hut and the Pizza Barn for karaoke nights, respectively.
Roll out...
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
;)
I hope someone hit you with the potato you filmed that on. Good god that was terrible. Cookie Monster's voice in Miss Piggy's body.
Zod
2020-06-05 05:05:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Will Dockery will be appearing live at the Chuckle Hut and the Pizza Barn for karaoke nights, respectively.
Roll out...
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
;)
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Can it, Dink, stop being so mean...
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-10 20:07:57 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Will Dockery will be appearing live at the Chuckle Hut and the Pizza Barn for karaoke nights, respectively.
Roll out...
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
;)
I hope someone hit you xxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Can it, Dink, stop being so mean...
I hope both you and Dockery get COVID.
Zod
2020-06-10 21:34:00 UTC
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Simple modern poetry, easy to derive meaning from....
Zod
2020-06-10 22:23:00 UTC
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Because I actually read modern poetry, you do not, by your own admission...
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-14 19:17:08 UTC
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Because I actually read modern poetry, you do not, by your own admission...
I believe you read modern poetry about as much as I believe that you have indoor plumbing. And no, keeping a bucket under a tarp doesn't count.
Zod
2020-06-14 21:12:00 UTC
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Because I actually read modern poetry, you do not, by your own admission....
I believe you read modern poetry about as much as I believe that you have indoor plumbing. And no, keeping a bucket under a tarp doesn't count.
I care not what a troll such as you believes, Dink...

Ha ha ha...
Zod
2020-06-14 21:36:00 UTC
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Learn what the term means first, my smarmy little one....
Zod
2020-06-10 23:16:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot....
So that's " a lot "?
I have never seen Doc use hard drugs...
He does not even drink or smoke...
Dreckery clearly engages xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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No, I know him and he does not...
Zod
2020-06-10 23:30:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
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Why not try to wrote a poem, make yourself useful here,,,,
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-14 19:17:23 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Why not try to wrote a poem, make yourself useful here,,,,
roses are pink
violets are red
oh how i wish
that you were dead
Zod
2020-06-14 21:26:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Why not try to wrote a poem, make yourself useful here,,,,
roses are pink
violets are red
oh how i wish
that you were dead
Better than a Pendragon or ME poem, at least....


Ha ha ha....
n***@yahoo.com
2020-05-20 22:17:26 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
Try doing it somewhere nice and coughy.
Rocky
2020-05-26 00:23:45 UTC
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Post by Rocky
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
Try doing it somewhere nice and coughy.
You are a silly little man....
Rocky
2020-05-21 23:15:30 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
Right on, man....!
Z***@novabbs.i2p
2020-05-19 22:45:18 UTC
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Having a third read, quite good....
Will Dockery
2020-05-28 06:58:32 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Rocky
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?

http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw

Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band

:)
Zod
2020-05-29 00:50:00 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
:)
He is obsessed, Doc.... he watches EVERYTHING...!
Will Dockery
2020-05-29 18:47:54 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
:)
He is obsessed, Doc.... he watches EVERYTHING...!
And like so many here, somehow gets it all backwards.

;)
Zod
2020-06-03 20:56:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
:)
He is obsessed, Doc.... he watches EVERYTHING...!
And like so many here, somehow gets it all backwards.
;)
Being trolls, they intentionally play stupid....
Zod
2020-05-31 07:56:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
:)
Classic tribute to Joe Cocker....
Zod
2020-06-01 19:26:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
:)
Good vocals, by the way, since that is again a hot topic here...!!!
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-01 21:20:38 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
:)
Good vocals, by the way, since that is again a hot topic here...!!!
Is Will paying you by the cheek or are you kissing his ass pro bono?
Zod
2020-06-07 07:09:00 UTC
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Post by Rocky
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here.
Great! More karaoke chances for you to look like a stumbling drunk with Tourette's Syndrome.
Heh... so you watch my videos, after all?
http://youtu.be/gGxuMiwKMIw
Feeling All Right (Cover) / Will Dockery and The Conley Brothers Band
:)
Good vocals, by the way, since that is again a hot topic here...!!!
Is Will paying you xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I did roofing work for Doc as well as mow his grass and other yard jobs for $$$$$.....
Will Dockery
2020-05-29 22:32:23 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here, I think the time isn't right to let our guard down on this virus yet, though, so I'm mostly staying at the house, still.

;)
Rocky
2020-05-30 00:13:33 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite cogent...
Thanks for the nod, Zod.
This was in the works as a song a while back, correct...?
It is in the process of becoming a song, yes.
Brian Mallard and Jack Snipe have a nice guitar riff, we just need to put it all together in the studio.
;)
I see new live shows are coming, as well....
Yes, the nightclubs are slowly reopening around here, I think the time isn't right to let our guard down on this virus yet, though, so I'm mostly staying at the house, still.
;)
Many are still closed, such as The Loft.....
m***@yahoo.com
2020-05-30 14:57:25 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
Rocky
2020-06-01 23:45:56 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-02 04:28:21 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are a slurp sock, Stink.

*P.S. -- A period requires only one dot.
Will Dockery
2020-06-02 06:03:49 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are
<snip>

And you're one of our biggest, busiest trolls, Pendragon.

;)
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-02 06:43:56 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are
<snip>
And you're one of our biggest, busiest trolls, Pendragon.
Really? Compare my one post in this thread to the eight by you, six by Dink, and twelve by Stink.
Will Dockery
2020-06-02 07:31:38 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are
<snip>
And you're one of our biggest, busiest trolls, Pendragon.
Really? Compare my one post in this thread
Your misogynistic attacks and now personal attacks on my family are plenty for you to hold the title of top troll here, Pen.
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-02 07:59:28 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are
<snip>
And you're one of our biggest, busiest trolls, Pendragon.
Really? Compare my one post in this thread
Your misogynistic attacks and now personal attacks on my family are plenty for you to hold the title of top troll here, Pen.
Pish. The numbers show me as being a part-time troll at best.

It only seems that way to you because one of my barbs is worth 50 of your whines, denials and counter-accusations.
Will Dockery
2020-06-02 09:08:26 UTC
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I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
Pish. The numbers show me
<snip>

You just called my brother a dwarf, the most trollish statements I've seen here in a while.
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-02 15:05:13 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
Pish. The numbers show me
<snip>
You just called my brother a dwarf, the most trollish statements I've seen here in a while.
Isn't he? He's got the stunted growth and distorted features (acromegaly) associated with dwarfism.

Again, this is in no way meant as an insult -- just a spot diagnosis.
NancyGene
2020-06-02 15:40:03 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
Pish. The numbers show me
<snip>
You just called my brother a dwarf, the most trollish statements I've seen here in a while.
Isn't he? He's got the stunted growth and distorted features (acromegaly) associated with dwarfism.
Again, this is in no way meant as an insult -- just a spot diagnosis.
We agree, and the fact that Brother Dave is in a child's plastic lawn chair is another clue. Does he drive, and if he does, does he use a booster seat? Being that short, he could be decapitated if the air bags deployed. In most of the pictures, he not only looks as if he doesn't know where he is but who he is. It's sad that Will ridicules his brother in this way.
Will Dockery
2020-06-02 15:55:32 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by NancyGene
We agree, and the fact that Brother Dave is in a child's plastic lawn chair
You're either trolling me or I'm not the only one who needs an eye exam, Nancy G.

;)
Will Dockery
2020-06-02 16:00:42 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
Isn't he? He's got the stunted growth
<lies snipped>

Bullshit, he's not even short.

;)
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-02 16:33:23 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
Isn't he? He's got the stunted growth
<lies snipped>
Bullshit, he's not even short.
His growth is obviously stunted -- he's about two feet shorter than you, and his head appears proportionately large.
Will Dockery
2020-06-02 16:39:19 UTC
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Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
His growth is obviously stunted -- he's about two feet shorter than you
That's crazy, that would make him about four feet and two inches tall.

;)
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-02 18:27:20 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
His growth is obviously stunted -- he's about two feet shorter than you
That's crazy, that would make him about four feet and two inches tall.
You've added an inch to your height since last you'd measured in. But 4' (give or take a couple inches either way) seems about right.
Will Dockery
2020-06-02 18:33:38 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
You've added an inch to your height since last you'd measured in.
No, I haven't.
Post by Michael Pendragon
But 4' (give or take a couple inches either way) seems about right.
That's absurd.
NancyGene
2020-06-03 00:39:03 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
Post by Michael Pendragon
His growth is obviously stunted -- he's about two feet shorter than you
That's crazy, that would make him about four feet and two inches tall.
You've added an inch to your height since last you'd measured in. But 4' (give or take a couple inches either way) seems about right.
There is help out there for Brother Dave. He doesn't have to be alone, with just Will for company. There are support groups and social groups such as: Short Society, Dwarfs 4 Christ, Dwarfism Alternative Dating, Date A Little, and Short Passions. We all could contribute towards a winning profile for Dave to post on a dating site.
Rocky
2020-06-05 23:50:59 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
<snip>
There is help out there xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Good, you sure do need it, Nancy G....
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-03 03:27:09 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Rocky
Post by m***@yahoo.com
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are
<snip>
And you're one of our biggest, busiest trolls, Pendragon.
Really? Compare my one post in this thread
Your misogynistic attacks and now personal attacks on my family are plenty for you to hold the title of top troll here, Pen.
Pish. The numbers show me as being a part-time troll at best.
It only seems that way to you because one of my barbs is worth 50 of your whines, denials and counter-accusations.
You are a bigger idiot than the last idiot before you.
Rocky
2020-06-03 00:18:50 UTC
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Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Rocky
Post by m***@yahoo.com
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are
<snip>
And you're one of our biggest, busiest trolls, Pendragon.
;)
By far, I am so glad the little fucker is gone, at least for a while...

Ha ha ha...
Zod
2020-06-02 06:34:00 UTC
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Post by m***@yahoo.com
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
And you are a xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Shut up, Voodoo Boy.....
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-03 03:26:41 UTC
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Post by m***@yahoo.com
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
Was it difficult to type that? I mean, I am guessing you have trouble seeing the keyboard with Will's ass in the way of your view.
Zod
2020-06-09 22:03:00 UTC
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Post by m***@yahoo.com
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot, Dink....
Was it difficult to type that?
Not really,.......
Zod
2020-06-03 05:51:00 UTC
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Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
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Post by Michael Pendragon
His growth is obviously stunted -- he's about two feet shorter than you
That's crazy, that would make him about four feet and two inches tall.
You've added an inch to your height since last you'd measured in. But 4' (give or take a couple inches either way) seems about right.
Idiot trolls....
Post by NancyGene
There is help out there for Brother Dave. He doesn't have to be alone, with just Will for company. There are support groups and social groups such as: Short Society, Dwarfs 4 Christ, Dwarfism Alternative Dating, Date A Little, and Short Passions. We all could contribute towards a winning profile for Dave to post on a dating site.
What do you get out of lying about Dave, "Nancy G."...?

Right, you are simply a scumbag troll.....
Zod
2020-06-03 12:39:00 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot....
Zod
2020-06-07 13:40:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite good on new read.....
Will Dockery
2020-06-07 19:12:48 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
Quite good on new read.....
Thanks for reading and commenting, Zod.

;)
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-10 20:07:40 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot....
So that's " a lot "?
Rocky
2020-06-07 23:32:04 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
This poem takes place BEFORE the events of Boarding House, or after...?
Will Dockery
2020-06-09 13:42:24 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
Good correction, thanks, and I'm glad you asked that, because (at least 40 years ago, when the poem takes place) one well-known feature of Piedmont Park was the "abandoned" train. For example:

https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/

"Sadly, the old railroad line that used to run along its eastern edge has disappeared (at least part of it) — Atlanta may be one of very few places were destroying history is celebrated as “progress” [...] I enjoyed climbing an old train there once in the younger days. But all in the name of progress and of creating a better park space in the midst of the hustle-and-bustle that we call Atlanta..."

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Zod
2020-06-09 20:42:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
The imaginatively descriptive adjectives, "creepy" and "little," (sarcasm alert!) are so clichéd as to make me suspect that I'm being treated to an example of cutting edge camp.
Post by Will Dockery
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
A fragment stuck onto a sentence does not make a longer sentence: it turns an actual sentence into gibberish.
Post by Will Dockery
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
Hmm... Will staggers out of his boarding house and makes a bee-line for the little girl ice skating in the park. Fortunately, he's not your average dirty old man, as the first thing he notices are her eyes.
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
A fragment followed by two unrelated sentence that have been inexplicably strung together equals zero actual sentences.
The intended pun on "page" and "Paige" is abysmal.
Post by Will Dockery
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Four short sentences strung together equals zero actual sentences. Generally, pipes don't shoot out sparks of flame. One wonders what Will might have packed his with.
Post by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
Zod
2020-06-10 18:23:00 UTC
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Doc was taking an interlude from what? And prior to what?
Your lack of understanding of Doc's poem is amazing...

He took an interlude from the "love and rage"...
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
**********************8
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-10 18:39:40 UTC
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Doc was taking an interlude from what? And prior to what?
Your lack of understanding of Doc's poem is amazing...
He took an interlude from the "love and rage"...
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
**********************8
But where in the poem's narrative did he do this?

AFAICS, he woke up, walked out of his creepy boarding house, ran into Paige in the park, spoke of cabbages and kings, got dumped, revisited the park many years later.

Going on with one's life for 40 years is hardly my conception of an "interlude."

But be that as it may. How does Doc's supposed interlude constitute a message?
k***@gmail.com
2020-06-11 12:50:49 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
But "freeze frame memories" is a good.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
One would lock the door to the room before exiting the house.

I locked the door
to my little room.
and stepped out of the
creepy boarding house.
Post by Will Dockery
The imaginatively descriptive adjectives, "creepy" and "little," (sarcasm alert!) are so clichéd as to make me suspect that I'm being treated to an example of cutting edge camp.
"little" is too common to be a cliche
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
A fragment stuck onto a sentence does not make a longer sentence: it turns an actual sentence into gibberish.
But "roller skating on the ice" is a nice phrase.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
Hmm... Will staggers out of his boarding house and makes a bee-line for the little girl ice skating in the park. Fortunately, he's not your average dirty old man, as the first thing he notices are her eyes.
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
A fragment followed by two unrelated sentence that have been inexplicably strung together equals zero actual sentences.
The intended pun on "page" and "Paige" is abysmal.
It's not that bad. AFter the interlude, i.e. some time between a tempestuous relationship and seeing he ex by chance, Paige had tured a page and is no longer passionate but merely coolly friendly.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Four short sentences strung together equals zero actual sentences. Generally, pipes don't shoot out sparks of flame. One wonders what Will might have packed his with.
The little spark of a flame is all that's left of a roaring fire. This could use punctuation, though.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
I agree.
Post by Will Dockery
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
I saw an abandoned train in woods while hiking in the Rockies.
Will Dockery
2020-06-11 13:52:53 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
But "freeze frame memories" is a good.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
One would lock the door to the room before exiting the house.
Yes, that bit needs some changes, to get the image across that I locked two doors, one to my room and also to the front door of the rooming house... renters there had two keys.
Post by k***@gmail.com
I locked the door
to my little room.
and stepped out of the
creepy boarding house.
Post by Will Dockery
The imaginatively descriptive adjectives, "creepy" and "little," (sarcasm alert!) are so clichéd as to make me suspect that I'm being treated to an example of cutting edge camp.
"little" is too common to be a cliche
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
A fragment stuck onto a sentence does not make a longer sentence: it turns an actual sentence into gibberish.
But "roller skating on the ice" is a nice phrase.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
Hmm... Will staggers out of his boarding house and makes a bee-line for the little girl ice skating in the park. Fortunately, he's not your average dirty old man, as the first thing he notices are her eyes.
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
A fragment followed by two unrelated sentence that have been inexplicably strung together equals zero actual sentences.
The intended pun on "page" and "Paige" is abysmal.
It's not that bad. AFter the interlude, i.e. some time between a tempestuous relationship and seeing he ex by chance, Paige had tured a page and is no longer passionate but merely coolly friendly.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Four short sentences strung together equals zero actual sentences. Generally, pipes don't shoot out sparks of flame. One wonders what Will might have packed his with.
The little spark of a flame is all that's left of a roaring fire. This could use punctuation, though.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
I agree.
Yes, if the poem is read in context, as in a chapbook collection, the train would have been mentioned in a previous poem, but I agree it should be changed for a stand-alone.
Post by k***@gmail.com
Post by Will Dockery
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
I saw an abandoned train in woods while hiking in the Rockies.
40 years ago, when the poem takes place, one well-known feature of Piedmont Park was the "abandoned" train. For example:

https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/

"Sadly, the old railroad line that used to run along its eastern edge has disappeared (at least part of it) — Atlanta may be one of very few places were destroying history is celebrated as “progress” [....] I enjoyed climbing an old train there once in the younger days. But all in the name of progress and of creating a better park space in the midst of the hustle-and-bustle that we call Atlanta..."

https://i1.wp.com/ilivetotravel.me/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/20140309_102313-Copy.jpg?w=661&ssl=1

Thanks for reading and commenting, Karen.
Will Dockery
2020-06-13 21:58:37 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
But "freeze frame memories" is a good.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
One would lock the door to the room before exiting the house.
I locked the door
to my little room.
and stepped out of the
creepy boarding house.
Post by Will Dockery
The imaginatively descriptive adjectives, "creepy" and "little," (sarcasm alert!) are so clichéd as to make me suspect that I'm being treated to an example of cutting edge camp.
"little" is too common to be a cliche
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
A fragment stuck onto a sentence does not make a longer sentence: it turns an actual sentence into gibberish.
But "roller skating on the ice" is a nice phrase.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
Hmm... Will staggers out of his boarding house and makes a bee-line for the little girl ice skating in the park. Fortunately, he's not your average dirty old man, as the first thing he notices are her eyes.
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
A fragment followed by two unrelated sentence that have been inexplicably strung together equals zero actual sentences.
The intended pun on "page" and "Paige" is abysmal.
It's not that bad. AFter the interlude, i.e. some time between a tempestuous relationship and seeing he ex by chance, Paige had tured a page and is no longer passionate but merely coolly friendly.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Four short sentences strung together equals zero actual sentences. Generally, pipes don't shoot out sparks of flame. One wonders what Will might have packed his with.
The little spark of a flame is all that's left of a roaring fire. This could use punctuation, though.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
I agree.
Post by Will Dockery
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
I saw an abandoned train in woods while hiking in the Rockies.
Thanks for reading and commenting, Karen.

;)
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-10 02:52:06 UTC
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by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
Good correction, thanks,
If you are serious about wanting to improve your poem, you'll need to ask yourself what you are trying to express.

The only thing I get from this poem is that you once were romantically involved (to a, thankfully, unspecified degree) with a girl named Paige... and that Paige was the one who'd ended the relationship.

That's a memory -- not a poem.

How does this knowledge interest or appertain to your readers? Does it hint at any revelation about life in general?

This has been a big problem with the bulk of your Sampler poems this year. They all give the impression of an old man looking through a photograph album, pointing to a girl's picture, mumbling a few disjointed memory fragments, then... wait for it... turning the page.

Why does Paige's memory linger like a ghost? What did Paige mean to the speaker? In the poem, she's just a girl who'd made the typical "lovers' talk" about someday living together in a beautiful house (or, a mansion on the hill)... then moved on to a new lover.

That'll work fine as the subject of a country music song, but it's not going to cut it as a poem.
Zod
2020-06-13 16:28:00 UTC
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and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Pendragon garbage snipped xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The only thing I get from this poem is that you once were romantically involved (to a, thankfully, unspecified degree) with a girl named Paige... and that Paige was the one who'd ended the relationship xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Your lack of comprehension of modern poetry is hereby noted, sir.....
Zod
2020-06-10 16:33:00 UTC
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Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
"Sadly, the old railroad line that used to run along its eastern edge has disappeared (at least part of it) — Atlanta may be one of very few places were destroying history is celebrated as “progress” [...] I enjoyed climbing an old train there once in the younger days. But all in the name of progress and of creating a better park space in the midst of the hustle-and-bustle that we call Atlanta..."
https://i1.wp.com/ilivetotravel.me/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/20140309_102313-Copy.jpg?w=661&ssl=1
Interesting back story, Doc...
Zod
2020-06-10 16:46:00 UTC
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by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
Good correction, thanks,
If you are serious about wanting to improve your poem, you'll need to ask yourself what you are trying to express.
The only thing I get from this poem is that you once were romantically involved xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

That is why you are mostly worthless at critique of modern poetry, you just don;t get it...
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2020-06-10 16:54:21 UTC
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by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
Good correction, thanks,
If you are serious about wanting to improve your poem, you'll need to ask yourself what you are trying to express.
The only thing I get from this poem is that you once were romantically involved xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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That is why you are mostly worthless at critique of modern poetry, you just don;t get it...
Please explain what you think this poems' message is -- and why.
Zod
2020-06-10 17:53:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
Good correction, thanks,
If you are serious about wanting to improve your poem, you'll need to ask yourself what you are trying to express.
The only thing I get from this poem is that you once were romantically involved xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
That is why you are mostly worthless at critique of modern poetry, you just don;t get it...
Please explain what you think this poems' message is -- and why.
Doc was taking an interlude, as the poem states...
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-10 18:09:57 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
Good correction, thanks,
If you are serious about wanting to improve your poem, you'll need to ask yourself what you are trying to express.
The only thing I get from this poem is that you once were romantically involved xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
That is why you are mostly worthless at critique of modern poetry, you just don;t get it...
Please explain what you think this poems' message is -- and why.
Doc was taking an interlude, as the poem states...
Doc was taking an interlude from what? And prior to what?

FYI: And interlude is not a suppository form of quaalude.
ME
2020-06-10 20:00:37 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
Good correction, thanks,
If you are serious about wanting to improve your poem, you'll need to ask yourself what you are trying to express.
The only thing I get from this poem is that you once were romantically involved xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
That is why you are mostly worthless at critique of modern poetry, you just don;t get it...
Please explain what you think this poems' message is -- and why.
Doc was taking an interlude, as the poem states...
Doc was taking an interlude from what? And prior to what?
FYI: And interlude is not a suppository form of quaalude.
Thank you Michael for the laugh out loud moment!!
Zod
2020-06-10 19:19:00 UTC
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Doc was taking an interlude from what? And prior to what?
Your lack of understanding of Doc's poem is amazing...
He took an interlude from the "love and rage"...
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Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
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But where in the poem's narrative did he do this?
In the entire poem.... his interlude from fighting ("love and rage") was with Paige....

A simple, and very good, poem....
Zod
2020-06-10 20:03:00 UTC
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Although he is incorrect about the poem...
ME
2020-06-10 20:25:37 UTC
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Although he is incorrect about the poem...
No he wasn’t. Y’all can call something modern poetry, but it doesn’t make it modern poetry.
30 to 50 lines of random, drug addled gibberish doesn’t constitute modern poetry.
And one doesn’t have to be deeply adept in all things poetry to make that distinction.

I’ve explained this to will before:
Just because a cat has kittens in an oven, it doesn’t make them biscuits.
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-10 20:54:51 UTC
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Thank you Michael xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Although he is incorrect about the poem...
No he wasn’t. Y’all can call something modern poetry, but it doesn’t make it modern poetry.
30 to 50 lines of random, drug addled gibberish doesn’t constitute modern poetry.
And one doesn’t have to be deeply adept in all things poetry to make that distinction.
Just because a cat has kittens in an oven, it doesn’t make them biscuits.
But they taste just as good!
Michael Pendragon
2020-06-11 04:50:15 UTC
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Thank you Michael xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Although he is incorrect about the poem...
No he wasn’t. Y’all can call something modern poetry, but it doesn’t make it modern poetry.
30 to 50 lines of random, drug addled gibberish doesn’t constitute modern poetry.
And one doesn’t have to be deeply adept in all things poetry to make that distinction.
Just because a cat has kittens in an oven, it doesn’t make them biscuits.
I wouldn't put it past Will to cook one of his "feral cats" for special occasions.
Zod
2020-06-10 20:04:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
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Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
"Sadly, the old railroad line that used to run along its eastern edge has disappeared (at least part of it) — Atlanta may be one of very few places were destroying history is celebrated as “progress” [....] I enjoyed climbing an old train there once in the younger days. But all in the name of progress and of creating a better park space in the midst of the hustle-and-bustle that we call Atlanta..."
https://i1.wp.com/ilivetotravel.me/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/20140309_102313-Copy.jpg?w=661&ssl=1
Cool history...
Zod
2020-06-10 20:11:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot....
So that's " a lot "?
I have never seen Doc use hard drugs...

He does not even drink or smoke...
m***@yahoo.com
2020-06-10 20:54:32 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Taking A Time Out
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
We talked of airwaves and poetry
and a mansion on the hill.
But now
everything's changed
I don't even know how
I guess I never will.
Taking a time out
from the love and rage
Paige waves sideways
as she skates away
she turns the page.
It's been forty years now
I went back
and retraced my steps.
Walked by and looked
where the old boarding house was
there was nothing of it left.
I walked across the park
to that little creek
I sat down under
that same old tree.
I felt a little tingle
in the air,
I felt like her ghost
was sitting there with me.
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
Paige smiles at me
through the mist
like a winter ghost
then she fades away.
-Will Dockery 2020
How much meth are you on in 2020?
You are an idiot....
So that's " a lot "?
I have never seen Doc use hard drugs...
He does not even drink or smoke...
Dreckery clearly engages in the usage of illegal substances.
Zod
2020-06-11 05:03:00 UTC
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In your perverted imagination, probably not...
Zod
2020-06-11 06:09:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
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Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
"Sadly, the old railroad line that used to run along its eastern edge has disappeared (at least part of it) — Atlanta may be one of very few places were destroying history is celebrated as “progress” [....] I enjoyed climbing an old train there once in the younger days. But all in the name of progress and of creating a better park space in the midst of the hustle-and-bustle that we call Atlanta..."
https://i1.wp.com/ilivetotravel.me/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/20140309_102313-Copy.jpg?w=661&ssl=1
Quite interesting.....
Zod
2020-06-11 13:13:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
But "freeze frame memories" is a good.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
One would lock the door to the room before exiting the house.
I locked the door
to my little room.
and stepped out of the
creepy boarding house.
Post by Will Dockery
The imaginatively descriptive adjectives, "creepy" and "little," (sarcasm alert!) are so clichéd as to make me suspect that I'm being treated to an example of cutting edge camp.
"little" is too common to be a cliche
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
A fragment stuck onto a sentence does not make a longer sentence: it turns an actual sentence into gibberish.
But "roller skating on the ice" is a nice phrase.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
Hmm... Will staggers out of his boarding house and makes a bee-line for the little girl ice skating in the park. Fortunately, he's not your average dirty old man, as the first thing he notices are her eyes.
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
A fragment followed by two unrelated sentence that have been inexplicably strung together equals zero actual sentences.
The intended pun on "page" and "Paige" is abysmal.
It's not that bad. AFter the interlude, i.e. some time between a tempestuous relationship and seeing he ex by chance, Paige had tured a page and is no longer passionate but merely coolly friendly.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Four short sentences strung together equals zero actual sentences. Generally, pipes don't shoot out sparks of flame. One wonders what Will might have packed his with.
The little spark of a flame is all that's left of a roaring fire. This could use punctuation, though.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
I agree.
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What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
I saw an abandoned train in woods while hiking in the Rockies.
Boarding houses are like hotels, you lock the door to YOUR room, say, then walk down the hallway or downstairs... to LEACE the boarding house...

That I the way I envisioned it....
Zod
2020-06-11 13:56:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
But "freeze frame memories" is a good.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
One would lock the door to the room before exiting the house.
I locked the door
to my little room.
and stepped out of the
creepy boarding house.
Post by Will Dockery
The imaginatively descriptive adjectives, "creepy" and "little," (sarcasm alert!) are so clichéd as to make me suspect that I'm being treated to an example of cutting edge camp.
"little" is too common to be a cliche
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
A fragment stuck onto a sentence does not make a longer sentence: it turns an actual sentence into gibberish.
But "roller skating on the ice" is a nice phrase.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
Hmm... Will staggers out of his boarding house and makes a bee-line for the little girl ice skating in the park. Fortunately, he's not your average dirty old man, as the first thing he notices are her eyes.
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
A fragment followed by two unrelated sentence that have been inexplicably strung together equals zero actual sentences.
The intended pun on "page" and "Paige" is abysmal.
It's not that bad. AFter the interlude, i.e. some time between a tempestuous relationship and seeing he ex by chance, Paige had tured a page and is no longer passionate but merely coolly friendly.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Four short sentences strung together equals zero actual sentences. Generally, pipes don't shoot out sparks of flame. One wonders what Will might have packed his with.
The little spark of a flame is all that's left of a roaring fire. This could use punctuation, though.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
I agree.
Post by Will Dockery
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
I saw an abandoned train in woods while hiking in the Rockies.
Boarding houses are like hotels, you lock the door to YOUR room, say, then walk down the hallway or downstairs... to LEAVE the boarding house...
That I the way I envisioned it....
Typo corrected.....
Will Dockery
2020-06-11 16:00:17 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
But "freeze frame memories" is a good.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
One would lock the door to the room before exiting the house.
I locked the door
to my little room.
and stepped out of the
creepy boarding house.
Post by Will Dockery
The imaginatively descriptive adjectives, "creepy" and "little," (sarcasm alert!) are so clichéd as to make me suspect that I'm being treated to an example of cutting edge camp.
"little" is too common to be a cliche
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Walked across the park
to that little creek
I saw Paige across the way
roller skating on the ice.
A fragment stuck onto a sentence does not make a longer sentence: it turns an actual sentence into gibberish.
But "roller skating on the ice" is a nice phrase.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
I had an awareness
of her copper colored eyes.
Hmm... Will staggers out of his boarding house and makes a bee-line for the little girl ice skating in the park. Fortunately, he's not your average dirty old man, as the first thing he notices are her eyes.
Post by Will Dockery
Interlude
from the days of love and rage.
She smiles through the mist
she turns the page.
A fragment followed by two unrelated sentence that have been inexplicably strung together equals zero actual sentences.
The intended pun on "page" and "Paige" is abysmal.
It's not that bad. AFter the interlude, i.e. some time between a tempestuous relationship and seeing he ex by chance, Paige had tured a page and is no longer passionate but merely coolly friendly.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
It was cold
the sky was grey
I lit my pipe
there was a little spark
of flame.
Four short sentences strung together equals zero actual sentences. Generally, pipes don't shoot out sparks of flame. One wonders what Will might have packed his with.
The little spark of a flame is all that's left of a roaring fire. This could use punctuation, though.
Post by Will Dockery
Post by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
I agree.
Post by Will Dockery
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
I saw an abandoned train in woods while hiking in the Rockies.
Boarding houses are like hotels, you lock the door to YOUR room, say, then walk down the hallway or downstairs... to LEAVE the boarding house...
That I the way I envisioned it....
That;s true, but I should have locked the door to my (individual) room before leaving the rooming house.

;)
Zod
2020-06-13 15:25:00 UTC
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by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
"Sadly, the old railroad line that used to run along its eastern edge has disappeared (at least part of it) — Atlanta may be one of very few places were destroying history is celebrated as “progress” [....] I enjoyed climbing an old train there once in the younger days. But all in the name of progress and of creating a better park space in the midst of the hustle-and-bustle that we call Atlanta..."
https://i1.wp.com/ilivetotravel.me/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/20140309_102313-Copy.jpg?w=661&ssl=1
There was an old train here 30-40 years ago at the Salisbury Fair park as well, remember....?
Zod
2020-06-14 22:04:00 UTC
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by Will Dockery
Paige skated over
and sat next to me
by that old abandoned train.
"That" denotes that the object (in this case, the train) has previously been mentioned in the text. It hasn't, so Will and Paige should be sitting "by an old abandoned train."
What kind of "park" contains abandoned trains?
https://ilivetotravel.me/atlanta-piedmont-park-midtown-oasis/
"Sadly, the old railroad line that used to run along its eastern edge has disappeared (at least part of it) — Atlanta may be one of very few places were destroying history is celebrated as “progress” [....] I enjoyed climbing an old train there once in the younger days. But all in the name of progress and of creating a better park space in the midst of the hustle-and-bustle that we call Atlanta..."
https://i1.wp.com/ilivetotravel.me/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/20140309_102313-Copy.jpg?w=661&ssl=1
I spent some time in North Atlanta in the Navy Reserve but that is about it...

We were connected more with the Air Force up that way...

Will Dockery
2020-06-13 22:20:38 UTC
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I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
Thanks, I'll need to work with this, as what I did was lock the door to my room, then down the hallway of the rooming house, through the living room/public sitting room, and out the front door, which all tenants were expected to keep locked.
Zod
2020-06-14 21:46:00 UTC
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Taking A Time Out
by Will Dockery
I woke up the next morning
with freeze frame memories
in that February gloom.
I'm not fond of poems that pick up in the middle of a non-existent conversation between the author and his reader/s.
Post by Will Dockery
Stepped out of the
creepy boarding house
locked the door
to my little room.
Two sentence fragments strung together do not make a sentence. The subject is missing: "I stepped out of the creepy boarding house." "I locked the door to my little room."
Thanks, I'll need to work with this, as what I did was lock the door to my room, then down the hallway of the rooming house, through the living room/public sitting room, and out the front door, which all tenants were expected to keep locked.
Seems simple to correct....
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