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Will Dockery wrote:

> Victor H. wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>
>>> Real life poetry, life that is transformed into art, an example follows...

>>>> Japonica Julie (1983)
>>>>>
>>>>> Through the winding
>>>>> mists of Edgewood,
>>>>> stand on the backporch
>>>>> smoking.
>>>>>
>>>>> Near the sand on the hill,
>>>>> hearing the music float up.
>>>>>
>>>>> Wiggle flex
>>>>> round the corner in 1983,
>>>>> when she loved me.
>>>>>
>>>>> Warble snobble in 1983,
>>>>> when she loved me.
>>>>>
>>>>> China Girl don't seem to
>>>>> use much English,
>>>>> gets enough
>>>>> to leave me a pot of tea.
>>>>>
>>>>> We hit the pothole
>>>>> on Primrose
>>>>> that landed us here
>>>>> more or less.
>>>>>
>>>>> Mulberry pie and ice cream in 1983,
>>>>> when she loved me.
>>>>> Japonica Julie in 1983,
>>>>> when she loved me.
>>>>>
>>>>> I knew it was late,
>>>>> when she stumbled.
>>>>> Overcast in the fog,
>>>>> ...fumbled.
>>>>>
>>>>> She was looking at me
>>>>> by the old oak,
>>>>> that can't be,
>>>>> she knows as well as me.
>>>>>
>>>>> Left on Avalon Road
>>>>> past Mazzio's Pizzeria,
>>>>> to the park-side
>>>>> of Alta Vista.
>>>>>
>>>>> By the dunes,
>>>>> fading dream in 1983,
>>>>> when she loved me.
>>>>>
>>>>> Smiling blinky in 1983,
>>>>> when she loved me.
>>>>>
>>>>> -Will Dockery

>>> From the Usenet archives, C & C welcomed.

>>> HTH and HAND.


>> A bona fide favorite.....


> Good morning my friend, thanks again for reading and commenting.


Indeed....!