I met Rock Killough at Hogbottom, he was sitting in a lawn chair near
his bus, in one of the only sunny sparkling spring days we've had this
year. God truly smiled on us last weekend, because the next day storms
ripped through and we were lucky nobody was killed.
Anyway, he was sitting there under a tree (check the photos for a look
at just how beautiful Hogbottom is, a backdrop for the stage of the
purest blues and green, all impossible to create from the human brain)
and I shook his hand, told him that his character Hazel was apparently
haunting a couple of my songs, and he went into the long story of how
he wrote "Charlie Loves Hazel In 1893", based on the great plague that
swept through the south a few years later, leaving entire villages
deserted... and the big old oak tree where he found that statement
carved, somewhere in the thickets of Alabama.
Anyway, yeah, the burn-outs and and wannabes just can't seem to let
well enough alone and tinker with their little attempts at verse...
let 'em eat barbeque... heh.
--
New Will Dockery song-poems "Crawford Road Crawl", "Rosell" & "Little
Homeless Clown":
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
She had an epiphany
she wants to learn to fly.
Took a sip of coffee from her favorite cup
she knew then the time was to go up
into the clouds
swimming with the clouds.
She wants to fly
touch the sky.
She don't want sympathy
she doesn't plan to die.
Lifts off the ledge looking up
tumbling in the wind like a Dixie Cup
into the clouds
swimming with the clouds.
She wants to fly
reach the sky.
She's flying in the air
where she lands we do not dare to tell.
She's gripped in satori
she's learned how to fly.
She's skyclad now among the stars
way up there, somewhere far.
She's swimming now
out among the clouds.
Words: Will Dockery
Music: Geno Woolfolk & Henry Conley
--
Twilight Girl, written by Will Dockery & Henry Conley, from the CD
Shadowville Speedway. © 2009
Vocals: Will Dockery, Guitar: Henry Conley, Bass: Doug Conley, Flute:
Gene Woolfolk, Jr. Drums: John Phillips.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYETTK16jQI
> > > > > Have you got into Facebook, yet? It has some interesting differences
> > > > > from MySpace, come have a look:
>
> > > > > Will Dockery (Atlanta, GA) is on Facebook. Facebook gives people the
> > > > > power to share and makes the world more open and
> > > > > connected.http://www.facebook.com/people/Will-Dockery/620409362
>
> > > > Thanks Will. I'll check it out.
>
> > > >http://www.chuck-lysaght.info/
>
> > > A funny sort of knockoff, really sort of a cross between Facebook &
> > > MySpace is "MyYearbook":
>
> > >http://www.myyearbook.com/willdockery
>
> > > While MyYearbook borders on just plain silly, there's some fun folks
> > > there, and a good place to get the music and poetry to a wider
> > > audience.
>
> > > --
> > > Mulling over the news from last week's fortune
> > > cookie.http://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery-Hidequoted text -
>
> > > - Show quoted text -
>
> > I agree, Will. Usenet is useless. Just the usual bickering, trolling
> > and malcontents.
>
> Which makes sites like Facebook so refreshing for a change... good vibes
> abound... and folks like my pa Ken Partridge, the local King of Karaoke DJs:
>
> Me To KP:http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/profile.php?id=1016630789&...
>
> Glad it worked out for y'all in the end, and though it wasn't much, I'm
> always good to add Immoral Support! Here's a spoken word piece of mine I
> came across that I kind of still like, "Karma Bombs", maybe I'll commandeer
> your stage one night and recite a poem or two for a change:
>
> http://www.archive.org/details/KarmaBombsByWillDockery
I posted this comment on another thread, but (because I didn't change
the subject header to refer to SWtC) you may miss that; hence the
repeat here.
It's interesting that, throughout, it's unclear whether she's having
an astral experience, or whether she's piloting a plane and the astral
experience is a metaphor (I've heard and mainly read of pilots talking
about getting a rush from flying.)
One nit: in the last verse you've got her "among the stars", which is
probably as it should be -- she's progressing in every verse. But then
she wouldn't still be "among the clouds," as in your last line. If
there's time, can you change that last line to "above" or "beyond" the
clouds?
Yes, thanks for pointing that out -and for reading and commenting in
the first place- that change makes much more sense and I like to
follow my former teacher Dennis Hammes' "Try to have your writing make
sense" rule as much as possible.
But, I'm also not saying whether she's /really/ in outer space "among
stars" or not or whether the Goober observer, the guy speaking in the
poem (who may or may not be me, "Will Dockery"... even if it is, the
reader shouldn't automatically assume it is, as Karla often points
out) just sees with his eyes that the stars and clouds -and her- are
all up there on the "canvas" of sky.
As my friend Ellen used to tell me: "It means what you want it to
mean."
But, either way, your idea on changing that word is good, and I'll be
going with that.
She had an epiphany
she wants to learn to fly.
Took a sip of coffee from her favorite cup
she knew then the time was to go up
into the clouds
swimming with the clouds.
She wants to fly
= snip =
Stop smoking weed before "writing" this shit, you half-wit hobo.
Good Idea, Dink. Meanwhile, here's the revised version of "Swimming
with the Clouds":
Swimming with the Clouds
She had an epiphany
she wants to learn to fly.
Took a sip of coffee from her favorite cup
she knew then the time was to go up
into the clouds
swimming with the clouds.
She wants to fly
touch the sky.
She don't want sympathy
she doesn't plan to die.
Lifts off the ledge looking up
tumbling in the wind like a Dixie Cup
into the clouds
swimming with the clouds.
She wants to fly
reach the sky.
She's flying in the air
where she lands we do not dare to tell.
She's gripped in satori
she's learned how to fly.
She's skyclad now among the stars
way up there, somewhere far.
She's swimming now
out beyond the clouds.
Words: Will Dockery
Music: Geno Woolfolk & Henry Conley
--
Twilight Girl, written by Will Dockery & Henry Conley:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYETTK16jQI
Good Idea,
Yet you won't listen to it.
I might, if I choose to.
spoken like a true narcissist
You think?
> touch the sky.
>
> She don't want sympathy
> she doesn't plan to die.
> Lifts off the ledge looking up
> tumbling in the wind like a Dixie Cup
> into the clouds
> swimming with the clouds.
> She wants to fly
> reach the sky.
>
> She's flying in the air
> where she lands we do not dare to tell.
>
> She's gripped in satori
> she's learned how to fly.
> She's skyclad now among the stars
> way up there, somewhere far.
> She's swimming now
> out beyond the clouds.
>
> Words: Will Dockery
> Music: Geno Woolfolk & Henry Conley
--
"Ashes to Justice", vocals by Will Dockery & Sandy Madaris, guitars by
Brian Mallard. Words and music by Dockery & Mallard.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mzwD5-UI0p4
> --
> Twilight Girl, written by Will Dockery & Henry Conley, from the CD
> Shadowville Speedway. © 2009
> Vocals: Will Dockery, Guitar: Henry Conley, Bass: Doug Conley, Flute:
> Gene Woolfolk, Jr. Drums: John Phillips.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYETTK16jQI> > > > > Have you got into Facebook, yet? It has some interesting differences
> > > > > > from MySpace, come have a look:
>
> > > > > > Will Dockery (Atlanta, GA) is on Facebook. Facebook gives people the
> > > > > > power to share and makes the world more open and
> > > > > > connected.http://www.facebook.com/people/Will-Dockery/620409362
>
> > > > > Thanks Will. I'll check it out.
>
> > > > >http://www.chuck-lysaght.info/
>
> > > > A funny sort of knockoff, really sort of a cross between Facebook &
> > > > MySpace is "MyYearbook":
>
> > > >http://www.myyearbook.com/willdockery
>
> > > > While MyYearbook borders on just plain silly, there's some fun folks
> > > > there, and a good place to get the music and poetry to a wider
> > > > audience.
>
> > > > --
> > > > Mulling over the news from last week's fortune
> > > > cookie.http://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery-Hidequotedtext -
You think?
That you're a bumbling dumbshit? Yes.
No problem, you have a right to your opinion. Thanks for reading and
commenting, Dink.
> touch the sky.
> She don't want sympathy
> she doesn't plan to die.
> Lifts off the ledge looking up
> tumbling in the wind like a Dixie Cup
> into the clouds
> swimming with the clouds.
> She wants to fly
> > Swimming With the Clouds
>
> > She had an epiphany
> > she wants to learn to fly.
> > Took a sip of coffee from her favorite cup
> > she knew then the time was to go up
> > into the clouds
> > swimming with the clouds.
> > She wants to fly
>
> > >> > =3D snip =3D
>
> > >> > Stop smoking weed
>
> > >> Good Idea,
>
> > >> Yet you won't listen to it.-
>
> > > I might, if I choose to.
>
> > spoken like a true narcissist-
>
> You think?
>
> Yes.
No problem, you have a right to your opinion. Thanks for reading and
commenting, Dink.
> touch the sky.
> She don't want sympathy
> she doesn't plan to die.
> Lifts off the ledge looking up
> tumbling in the wind like a Dixie Cup
> into the clouds
> swimming with the clouds.
> She wants to fly
> reach the sky.
>
> She's flying in the air
> where she lands we do not dare to tell.
>
> She's gripped in satori
> she's learned how to fly.
> She's skyclad now among the stars
> way up there, somewhere far.
> She's swimming now
> out beyond the clouds.
>
> Words: Will Dockery
> Music: Geno Woolfolk & Henry Conley
--
"Ashes to Justice", vocals by Will Dockery & Sandy Madaris, guitars by
Brian Mallard. Words and music by Dockery & Mallard.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DmzwD5-UI0p4
> I posted this comment on another thread, but (because I didn't change
> the subject header to refer to SWtC) you may miss that; hence the
> repeat here.
> It's interesting that, throughout, it's unclear whether she's having
> an astral experience, or whether she's piloting a plane and the astral
> experience is a metaphor (I've heard and mainly read of pilots talking
> about getting a rush from flying.)
>
> One nit: in the last verse you've got her "among the stars", which is
> probably as it should be -- she's progressing in every verse. But then
> she wouldn't still be "among the clouds," as in your last line. If
> there's time, can you change that last line to "above" or "beyond" the
> clouds?
>
> > --
> > Twilight Girl, written by Will Dockery & Henry Conley, from the CD
> > Shadowville Speedway. © 2009
> > Vocals: Will Dockery, Guitar: Henry Conley, Bass: Doug Conley, Flute:
> > Gene Woolfolk, Jr. Drums: John Phillips.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYETTK16jQI- Hide quoted text -
No problem, you have a right to your opinion.
And my opinion is that you're a drunk douchebag with no hope of a future or
a life. Go kill yourself, duckery. Save God the trouble.
everything you write is a damn typo