• Re: "Moments" by Will Dockery

    From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to All on Tue May 31 04:23:58 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    On Tuesday, May 18, 1999 at 3:00:00 AM UTC-4, Andrew Roller posted:

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    "Moments"
    by Will Dockery


    O many lipped flower,
    harmonic fractal convolution,
    holder of the Op Bop in your mouth,
    the hot drizzle of your spit.
    The Op Bop in your mirror'd two blooms,
    awaiting the buzzing fertility root.
    Inside your fence is you
    sacred place,
    where your sounds and your feelings
    are your own.
    Your skin and flesh and all that is within,
    your mentors in Alabama moonlight,
    and those that worship your hills.
    All that is a part of your kingdom,
    you are a muse I look to or use.
    Your slow moving liquid is inspiring to me,
    I remember how you feel inside.
    To bump and rud inside your craving,
    expanse of skin, to feel you melt,
    to erupt my meltings inside you.
    Moments in exile,
    moments in these times.
    I just remember, those days when I had that much jam,
    your crazy eyes when we jammed love,
    lost the sound of your voice when you come,
    horse riding child bearing back beat bumping me,
    earth mother urge, spread and be happy,
    lets stretch deep and pop, be fruitful and multiply.
    Moments in exile,
    to make the hurts pass in days.

    -Will Dockery


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    -For more poems, type
    http://www.deja.com/
    into your browser's "Location" window. Press your "return" key.
    Click on "Power Search" in the middle of the screen.
    Find the box labelled "Main Archive".
    Change "Main Archive" to "Complete Archive".

    Next, do you see a blank box labelled "Power Search" ?
    Type in: roller666@earthlink.net in the blank box on the screen
    that has "Power Search" written next to it.
    Click on "find" (the button to the right of the box).

    -Or search using: roller39@idt.net or opbop1@yahoo.com

    "Moments" is copyright 1999 by Will Dockery

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    Found in the archives, from the early days of Usenet.

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  • From Rocky Stoneberg@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Sun Jun 19 21:43:20 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Will Dockery wrote:

    On Tuesday, May 18, 1999 at 3:00:00 AM UTC-4, Andrew Roller posted:

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    Visit me at: http://home.earthlink.net/~roller666/index.html
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    "Moments"
    by Will Dockery


    O many lipped flower,
    harmonic fractal convolution,
    holder of the Op Bop in your mouth,
    the hot drizzle of your spit.
    The Op Bop in your mirror'd two blooms,
    awaiting the buzzing fertility root.
    Inside your fence is you
    sacred place,
    where your sounds and your feelings
    are your own.
    Your skin and flesh and all that is within,
    your mentors in Alabama moonlight,
    and those that worship your hills.
    All that is a part of your kingdom,
    you are a muse I look to or use.
    Your slow moving liquid is inspiring to me,
    I remember how you feel inside.
    To bump and rud inside your craving,
    expanse of skin, to feel you melt,
    to erupt my meltings inside you.
    Moments in exile,
    moments in these times.
    I just remember, those days when I had that much jam,
    your crazy eyes when we jammed love,
    lost the sound of your voice when you come,
    horse riding child bearing back beat bumping me,
    earth mother urge, spread and be happy,
    lets stretch deep and pop, be fruitful and multiply.
    Moments in exile,
    to make the hurts pass in days.

    -Will Dockery


    ---------------------------------------------------------------
    -For more poems, type
    http://www.deja.com/
    into your browser's "Location" window. Press your "return" key.
    Click on "Power Search" in the middle of the screen.
    Find the box labelled "Main Archive".
    Change "Main Archive" to "Complete Archive".

    Next, do you see a blank box labelled "Power Search" ?
    Type in: roller666@earthlink.net in the blank box on the screen
    that has "Power Search" written next to it.
    Click on "find" (the button to the right of the box).

    -Or search using: roller39@idt.net or opbop1@yahoo.com

    "Moments" is copyright 1999 by Will Dockery

    ---------------------------------------------------------------

    Found in the archives, from the early days of Usenet.

    Quite a good one, from the golden age of Doc....

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Rocky Stoneberg on Tue Nov 15 19:45:38 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Rocky Stoneberg wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    On Tuesday, May 18, 1999 at 3:00:00 AM UTC-4, Andrew Roller posted:

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    Visit me at: http://home.earthlink.net/~roller666/index.html
    ---------------------------------------------------------------


    "Moments"
    by Will Dockery


    O many lipped flower,
    harmonic fractal convolution,
    holder of the Op Bop in your mouth,
    the hot drizzle of your spit.
    The Op Bop in your mirror'd two blooms,
    awaiting the buzzing fertility root.
    Inside your fence is you
    sacred place,
    where your sounds and your feelings
    are your own.
    Your skin and flesh and all that is within,
    your mentors in Alabama moonlight,
    and those that worship your hills.
    All that is a part of your kingdom,
    you are a muse I look to or use.
    Your slow moving liquid is inspiring to me,
    I remember how you feel inside.
    To bump and rud inside your craving,
    expanse of skin, to feel you melt,
    to erupt my meltings inside you.
    Moments in exile,
    moments in these times.
    I just remember, those days when I had that much jam,
    your crazy eyes when we jammed love,
    lost the sound of your voice when you come,
    horse riding child bearing back beat bumping me,
    earth mother urge, spread and be happy,
    lets stretch deep and pop, be fruitful and multiply.
    Moments in exile,
    to make the hurts pass in days.

    -Will Dockery


    ---------------------------------------------------------------
    -For more poems, type
    http://www.deja.com/
    into your browser's "Location" window. Press your "return" key.
    Click on "Power Search" in the middle of the screen.
    Find the box labelled "Main Archive".
    Change "Main Archive" to "Complete Archive".

    Next, do you see a blank box labelled "Power Search" ?
    Type in: roller666@earthlink.net in the blank box on the screen
    that has "Power Search" written next to it.
    Click on "find" (the button to the right of the box).

    -Or search using: roller39@idt.net or opbop1@yahoo.com

    "Moments" is copyright 1999 by Will Dockery

    ---------------------------------------------------------------

    Found in the archives, from the early days of Usenet.

    Quite a good one, from the golden age of Doc....


    Again, thanks for reading and commenting.

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