Re: Open letter to morons like peewee "kookbuster"
Will Dockery
> Scat wrote:
>
> _Keepsake Left Behind_
>
> Beat away, my heart so dire
> Beat away this lonesome hour
> While my eyes drip liquid fire
> Looking at her first pressed flower
>
>
> -- Cat
>
> _Final Battle Cry_
>
>
> Falling before her
> The warrior surrendered
> He accepted his defeat
> His blood-stained sword
> Placed at her feet
>
> For decades he had fought
> A battle that could not be won
> A demon that could not be slain
> But still he fought
> With all his strength
> To keep her kingdom
> To save her name
>
> He battled long the demon
> That clawed within his heart
> That screamed within his mind
> Suffering wounds
> That would not heal
> Not with suture
> Not with time
>
> Beaten, he came to her
> To give a final battle cry
> That his fight was not in vain
> For the world of her hand
> Was worth the pain
>
> But he had lost the war
> For her kingdom had faded
> And her name was lost forever
> So to the bloodless demon
> The warrior gave his surrender
>
> Now he lies before her
> His life slipped away
>
> >From the pain he had known
>
> For the blood on his sword
> Was self taken, his own
>
> -- Cat --
>
> _- Coffee Talk -_
>
> I think I'll make some coffee
> And sit with you awhile,
> And talk about the good days
> You gave me with a smile.
>
> Strolling through Savannah's parks
> In patched-up dungarees.
> Holding hands and making plans,
> Leaving letters in the trees.
>
> You and I were being young
> And simple in our style,
> Dreaming of a little house
> With multi-colored tiles.
>
> And in its little kitchen,
> We'd place our wooden chairs
> Around a little table,
> To discuss our little cares.
>
> And we would make some coffee
> And sit there for a while,
> And talk about the good days
> We'd shared with a smile.
>
> -- Cat
>
> _Last Act of Love_
>
> The shadow beckons
> It calls out his name
> It is time to go
> Back to where he came
>
> He hesitates his step
> To look once again
> Into the soft flame
> That had allured him
>
> His wet eyes look for
> A tiny flicker
> Of the burning love
> He once saw in her
>
> His mind is troubled
> Did he cause her pain?
> Had he brought darkness
> To an angel's flame?
>
> With one final glance
> He bows his head low
> His last act of love
> Before the shadow
>
> His life will be black
> But knows it is right
> His darkness will allow
> Her flame to burn bright
>
> copyright (c) Cat
Barbie Cat: Selected Poems.
Bravo!
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> > "Barbara's Cat" shrieked:
>
> >Mommy
> >
> >--
> >Cm~
> >
> > ----
> > From: Barbara's Cat - view profile
> > Date: Mon, Sep 22 2003 7:43 am
> > Email: Barbara's Cat <c...@127.0.0.1>
> > Groups: alt.arts.poetry.comments, rec.arts.poems
> >
> >Barbara's Cat wrote:
> >
> >My sister, born: Sep 22, 1953, died: Oct 19, 1959
> >
> > [...]
> >
> >Children too free for the dangers out there,
> >you were a mother who took care of me,
> >and would feed us whatever you could find.
> >You shouldn't have ate that day, Vonnie Leigh.
> >
> > "My sister always acted like a mother to me and the other children.
> > Our real mother was not a good one and left us alone way too often." -B.
Cat
> >----
> >
> > Barbara's Cat wrote:
> > "stop typing stupid, stupid."
> > - Renay's advise
> > You mean /advice/, right Barbie?
> >
> > Now available in condensed, /catshit-poetry free/ version:
> >
> > You little harlet you!
> > ^^^^^^
> > SCAT> "Missing Testicals"
> > ^^^^^^^^^
> > SCAT> You shouldn't have ate that day, Vonnie Leigh.
> > ^^^
> > SCAT> you'd ate seven Soft-Shell Taco Supremes
> > ^^^
> > SCAT> I want to breath your air
> > ^^^^^^
> > Ready for Hallmark Hammy's /slurp polish/.
ggamble
<will_d...@knology.net> wrote:
>Bravo!
zorro
>Nothing But Pain.
>
> No sea deep enough,
> no dark black enough.
> No death painless,
> no ressurection coming.
> Open myself up,
> I see twisted roots.
> What has happened,
> what will happen,
> down to the end,
> and down deeper.
> No sea black enough,
> no dark deep enough.
> Sleep not final,
> dreams to awake,
> to this terrible lie.
> I know. Nothing but pain.
> Darkness and pain.
> I know.
> On and on it remains,
> it's all so simple,
> nothing but a grim heart.
>
> -Will Dockery
Will Dockery
>
> zorro
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mingling some real American elements such as country music into his
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your sucking up to 80 year old European surrealists..." -MH Benders
(Zorro press release, 2005 http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm )
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"ggamble" <f...@net.com> wrote in message news:ra54k29utfffkhi0c...@4ax.com...
> On Fri, 27 Oct 2006 09:58:31 -0400, "Will Dockery"
> <will_d...@knology.net> wrote:
>
>
>
>>Bravo!
>
> zorro
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