• Re: Her Majesty's Secret Madrigal / poem by Will Dockery

    From will.dockery@will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) to alt.arts.poetry.comments on Mon Aug 25 19:07:14 2025
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    Bean Counter wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Her Majesty's Secret Madrigal

    Fireworks shook the street
    Multicolored spiderwebs
    Rattled Shadowville
    changed the world forever.

    Country doctor's job
    Mixing medicine with words
    Lead from gold
    there and back again.

    With horse nor hound
    I run through streets alone
    Blindly through this dream.

    It was clear that she had nothing on
    Under her old smoky dress

    As Satchmo crooned:
    "We have all the time in the world"
    And his words seemed so true
    we once were immortal.

    Many lipped flower
    Harmonic fractal convolution
    Memory or dream.
    Or someplace in between.

    With horse nor hound
    barefoot through the alley
    into this mud soaked future.

    "All the time in the world..."
    Until it's over.

    -Will Dockery (music by Henry Conley)

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    Thanks again for reading and commenting.

    EfOe


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  • From will.dockery@will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) to alt.arts.poetry.comments on Wed Aug 27 02:24:21 2025
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    Bean Counter wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Her Majesty's Secret Madrigal

    Fireworks shook the street
    Multicolored spiderwebs
    Rattled Shadowville
    changed the world forever.

    Country doctor's job
    Mixing medicine with words
    Lead from gold
    there and back again.

    With horse nor hound
    I run through streets alone
    Blindly through this dream.

    It was clear that she had nothing on
    Under her old smoky dress

    As Satchmo crooned:
    "We have all the time in the world"
    And his words seemed so true
    we once were immortal.

    Many lipped flower
    Harmonic fractal convolution
    Memory or dream.
    Or someplace in between.

    With horse nor hound
    barefoot through the alley
    into this mud soaked future.

    "All the time in the world..."
    Until it's over.

    -Will Dockery (music by Henry Conley)

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    OutdamnedstandingrCarCarCarCarCarCarCa...



    Thanks again, Bean.


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