tomorrow morning/death row
=z=
tomorrow morning
i believe i shall
or maybe i shan't
but if i shall i will share me
with my friend zoë
if i still am able to share
tomorrow morning
i would wish
to write a poem to zoë
if my chary digits oblige
broken and torn
how awkward they present
they laugh at my challenge
they cry so when put to
"good use"
tomorrow morning
i should
tend zoë's hair
if zoë's hair still lives
(on top of her head silly)
or perhaps
tomorrow morning
i shall rise
with the smoke of souls
i would take zoë
if zoë is able
if i can find zoë
she may have already
melted
tomorrow morning
=z=
death row
morning breaks like a crack shot through bone
the needs are frightening that i must possess
this hunger in my womb
head out to trenches
crawling on concrete blood
tanks and diesel
mortars and pestle
clouds of promise
blind my way
the kings in control
but the ghosts
are there,and their, and they’re
in hoods of faith
to cut the cord
steal down the path of deaths holy trail
hide from satins cape in tombs with idols they set ablaze
craters of remains hold pieces of flesh and baby’s breath
wretched with veil wrapped tight to skirmish no eyes
reaching sanctuary for my supply
around and around
to face it again
and again
and
again
past bloody sheets
car parts for limbs
sparkplug fingers
transmission torsos
naked in hells kitchen
i die
for daily bread
today life goes
and goes
not
within me
and without me
down a
baghdad
death row
=z=
(these have been previously posted somewhere)
ggamble
On 26-Sep-2010, "=z=" <shul...@gmail.com> wrote:
> tomorrow morning
(snip)
Learn how to proofread.
Don't write about writing until you learn how to write.
Keep *chary digits*, toss the rest.
Read a thousand poems before you attempt to write another one.
> death row
(snip)
Nothing new here except *spark plug fingers* and *torso transmissions*, nice
juxtaposition of images.
The rest is drivel.
Learn how to spell and proofread.
Try to have your writing make sense.
Stream of consciousness and lower case I are so middle of last century.
=z=
well, how about you do it for me gary...since you are the pro
here...c'mon man...don't be shy...i notice you have done so much to
help speak of humanity 'round here'..hurry gary before you hamme your
way out of this world...your 'dog' will bite you in your ass out of
respect...sit boo-boo sit...you have my permission to take anything i
write and make it all nice for you...
sream of consciousness and lower case I are so middle of last century.
oh, i see you <up there> got it going on as well...and your point
is?...wtfiyp?
but it is interesting to have you comment gary...since you and i have
always had such a nice friendly relationship...kind of like the world
and north korea...have a nice nebular day my almost friend...even
though i like yur?..dismantle...
ps...just 4 u, i just turned the fucking speel checkere on...
ggamble
On 26-Sep-2010, "=z=" <shul...@gmail.com> wrote:
> you have my permission to take anything i
> write
No thanks.
You're welcome.
Who are you again?
=z=
> On 26-Sep-2010, "=z=" <shull...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > you have my permission to take anything i
> > write
>
> No thanks.
>
> You're welcome.
>
> Who are you again?
damn dude, you're fast...i take it you're a tea party demo-republican,
eh?
Will Dockery
>
> lower case I are so middle of last century.
Writes "ggamble"... oh, the irony!
--
Flying Saucer Mechanic / B. Vaughan, B. Fowler & W. Dockery
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=z=
heh...
ggamble
On 26-Sep-2010, Will Dockery <will.d...@gmail.com> wrote:
> oh, the irony!
Fuck off, talentless narcissist.
=z=
> On 26-Sep-2010, Will Dockery <will.dock...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > oh, the irony!
>
> Fuck off, talentless narcissist.
gassfly's lack of education is more than compensated for by his keenly
developed moral bankruptcy
=z=
uh, did i get his name right?...ah who the fuck are (you) who are
you...who who, who who?...anyway, never-mind...like my father (God
rest his soul) once said...it's all just politics anyway........my
name is shaun, and i approved this message... 8 (
George Dance
Now, now. By dumping on your poem ggarbage (sp) gave you what he calls
a "great gift," and now you're not being properly appreciative. You're
going to get him all upset again.
mat1t3
it goes alllllot faster when you say:
"thanks for reading and commenting."
even if it hurts a little on the ol' ego/pride/etc.
not that i would tell you how to handle a flamer.
you've been here allllllot longer than me.
i'm just a new kid on the ol' chop block.
i get allllllot of that. ggggggary has alllllllot of
other ppppppplaces to pppppppost his ppppppoetry,
if you catch my drift. he only posts once in awhile.
here's one of ol' gary's. i lllllllike his work alllllllot.
he reminds of of sylvia plath on lsd.
here's ggggary's poem:
: )
=z=
>
> - Show quoted text -
you're so witty
i bet you think this poem is about you
mat1t3
i also like this one:
: )
mat1t3
Will Dockery
> But, really...the best poem every written by Gary Gamble is this one:
Of course, my two favorite Ggamble poems are "Fred The Dog" and
"Regrets Of The Nam":
(Fair use reposting for purposes of commentary, Usenet-to-Usenet):
http://tinyurl.com/Regrets-of-the-Nam-ggamble
ggamble wrote:
>
> > Regrets of the Nam
> > Perhaps someday when honesty is closer, more evident,
> > Words will replace the thoughts and feelings, so prevalent.
> > For now, I am gone across a lonely, regretful brine,
> > To seek undaunted peacefulness for my troubled mind.
> > How despicable is a child man, to enhance wrath upon his quaker,
> > Knowing how frivolous he is upon his own chosen acre.
> > After so very long, my conscience is the stolid host,
> > Of afflictions imposed upon those I endeavored to care for most.
> > Let mankind be schooled, especially those deceived, heartless skeptics,
> > Love for your fellow man, why ever lost, is as a soul torn from life's
epic.
> > The bitterness and regrets of war, beyond patriotic domestic integrity,
> > Is a sad legacy imposed on children by evil and greedy hypocrisy.
> > Gary Gamble
A shame Ggary burned out, depriving the world of more of his doggerel.
--
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* Brian Vaughan: Synthesizers, guitar, loopers, a lot of various
effects, software workstation, sound engineering.
* Brian Fowler: Guitar, bass, theremin, percussion, drums, violin,
mandolin, rhodes piano, lyrics & vocals, sound engineering.
* Will Dockery: Resident space poet, lyrics & vocal performances.
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=lf#!/pages/TOTM-Theatre-Of-The-Mind/162320477117852?ref=mf
mat1t3
>
>
>
> Of course, my two favorite Ggamble poems are "Fred The Dog" and
> "Regrets Of The Nam":
>
> (Fair use reposting for purposes of commentary, Usenet-to-Usenet):
>
> http://tinyurl.com/Regrets-of-the-Nam-ggamble
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
> ggamble wrote:
>
> > > Regrets of the Nam
> > > Perhaps someday when honesty is closer, more evident,
exactly how close does it have to be? is there an exact measurement,
or is "closer" close enough? and, how do you know when "honesty"
has reached it's "destination" concerning this intro? i'm hoping i
will find a hint later down the thread.
> > > Words will replace the thoughts and feelings, so prevalent.
> > > For now, I am gone across a lonely, regretful brine,
"a lonely, regretful brine,"...what exactly is such a thing?
> > > To seek undaunted peacefulness for my troubled mind.
"undaunted peacefulness."
not a very good combination of words. undaunted is an adjective
coupled with people or animals, not descriptive nouns.
> > > How despicable is a child man, to enhance wrath upon his quaker,
> > > Knowing how frivolous he is upon his own chosen acre.
wow...that's just unspeakable sheeat. ; )
> > > After so very long, my conscience is the stolid host,
> > > Of afflictions imposed upon those I endeavored to care for most.
> > > Let mankind be schooled, especially those deceived, heartless skeptics,
> > > Love for your fellow man, why ever lost, is as a soul torn from life's
> epic.
> > > The bitterness and regrets of war, beyond patriotic domestic integrity,
> > > Is a sad legacy imposed on children by evil and greedy hypocrisy.
> > > Gary Gamble
it's just bad. no further comment. whoever told you this was a
keeper
is leading you down the wrong path. i guess it's about as "closer to
honesty"
as we're ever going to get: bad poetry.
read a thousand poems; proof read your writing; try to find
better combinations of words, etc.
now onto the dockery links we've all been waiting for:
>
>
>
> --
> T.O.T.M. (Theatre Of The Mind):
> * Brian Vaughan: Synthesizers, guitar, loopers, a lot of various
> effects, software workstation, sound engineering.
> * Brian Fowler: Guitar, bass, theremin, percussion, drums, violin,
> mandolin, rhodes piano, lyrics & vocals, sound engineering.
> * Will Dockery: Resident space poet, lyrics & vocal performances.http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=lf#!/pages/TOTM-Theatre-Of-The-Mi...
Will Dockery
> On Sep 29, 2:10 am, Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Of course, my two favorite Ggamble poems are "Fred The Dog" and
> > "Regrets Of The Nam":
>
> > (Fair use reposting for purposes of commentary, Usenet-to-Usenet):
>
> >http://tinyurl.com/Regrets-of-the-Nam-ggamble
>
> > ggamble wrote:
>
> > > > Regrets of the Nam
> > > > Perhaps someday when honesty is closer, more evident,
>
> exactly how close does it have to be? is there an exact measurement,
> or is "closer" close enough? and, how do you know when "honesty"
> has reached it's "destination" concerning this intro? i'm hoping i
> will find a hint later down the thread.
>
> > > > Words will replace the thoughts and feelings, so prevalent.
> > > > For now, I am gone across a lonely, regretful brine,
>
> "a lonely, regretful brine,"...what exactly is such a thing?
>
> > > > To seek undaunted peacefulness for my troubled mind.
>
> "undaunted peacefulness."
> not a very good combination of words. undaunted is an adjective
> coupled with people or animals, not descriptive nouns.
>
> > > > How despicable is a child man, to enhance wrath upon his quaker,
> > > > Knowing how frivolous he is upon his own chosen acre.
>
> wow...that's just unspeakable sheeat. ; )
And if anyone but Gary Gamble had written it it would surely have been
followed with:
"Try to have your writing make sense."
> > > > After so very long, my conscience is the stolid host,
> > > > Of afflictions imposed upon those I endeavored to care for most.
> > > > Let mankind be schooled, especially those deceived, heartless skeptics,
> > > > Love for your fellow man, why ever lost, is as a soul torn from life's
> > epic.
> > > > The bitterness and regrets of war, beyond patriotic domestic integrity,
> > > > Is a sad legacy imposed on children by evil and greedy hypocrisy.
> > > > Gary Gamble
>
> it's just bad. no further comment. whoever told you this was a
> keeper
> is leading you down the wrong path. i guess it's about as "closer to
> honesty"
> as we're ever going to get: bad poetry.
>
> read a thousand poems; proof read your writing; try to find
> better combinations of words, etc.
Taking poor Ggasfly a while...
> now onto the dockery links we've all been waiting for:
Indeed, and thanks pal!
--
Will Dockery's poetry & music:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Peter J Ross
Will Dockery <will.d...@gmail.com> wrote:
> On Sep 26, 11:40 am, "ggamble" wrote:
>>
>> lower case I are so middle of last century.
>
> Writes "ggamble"... oh, the irony!
One day Dreckery will learn the differences between vowel and
consonant, pronoun and noun, verse and prose, proper noun and Internet
identifier, irony and obsessive need to reply to everything gg posts.
Heh. Who am I kidding?
--
PJR :-)
http://pjr.gotdns.org/
Will Dockery
>
> One day Dreckery <snip>
Your ongoing "Will Dockery" obsession is noted, PJR... and, welcome
back!
--
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Peter J Ross
Will Dockery <will.d...@gmail.com> wrote:
<...>
> --
> Poetry & music by Will Dockery:
Broken link. No poetry or music there, only unspeakable shit.
Will Dockery
>
>
> Broken link.
Try this one:
Peter J Ross
Will Dockery <will.d...@gmail.com> wrote:
Still no poetry or music.
If you hadn't told me repeatedly what a talented poet and musician you
are, I'd begin to suspect that you had nothing that could sanely be
described as poetry or music to offer.
Will Dockery
>
> If you hadn't told me repeatedly what a talented poet and musician you are
I don't recall writing anything like that to you, PJR.
--
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Peter J Ross
Will Dockery <will.d...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Peter J Ross <p...@example.invalid> wrote:
>>
>> If you hadn't told me repeatedly what a talented poet and musician you are
>
> I don't recall writing anything like that to you, PJR.
Alcohol-induced memory loss is no excuse.
Will Dockery
"Peter J Ross" <p...@example.invalid> wrote in message
news:slrniapfj...@pjr.gotdns.org...
>
> Alcohol-induced memory loss is no excuse.
The fact that I never wrote it in the first place is plenty, though, PJR.
George Dance
>
> No poetry or music there, only unspeakable shit.
>
Well, that's an honest assessment for once. Maybe I've misjudged you.
George Dance
> On 26-Sep-2010, "=z=" <shull...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > tomorrow morning
>
> (snip)
>
> Learn how to proofread.
> Don't write about writing until you learn how to write.
> Keep *chary digits*, toss the rest.
> Read a thousand poems before you attempt to write another one.
>
> > death row
>
> (snip)
>
> Nothing new here except *spark plug fingers* and *torso transmissions*, nice
> juxtaposition of images.
> The rest is drivel.
> Learn how to spell and proofread.
>
To be fair: this reply (which I didn't see earlier) is constructive
criticism. You pointed out specifics, and didn't abuse the writer. You
even found something to praise. Good criticism.
Peter J Ross
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> wrote:
Which of the verses on that site are you planning to plagiarise first,
Dunce?
Will Dockery
>
> planning to plagiarise
Oh, Michael Cook is back?
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