Deep Blue Sassafras / Will Dockery

[Will Dockery]

Deep Blue Sassafras

You never left
as another day passes.

Your love
my love
continues.

You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.

But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.

The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.


I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.

The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.

Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.

-Will Dockery

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

[Will Dockery]

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks for reading, Jim...

I thought Google had lost this one, and started writing a poem about that... scrapped that idea.

:)

[drive-by]

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Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks for reading, Jim...
I thought Google had lost this one, and started writing a poem about that... scrapped that idea.
:)

It read as though it rolled off with one thought...I like those that were meant to be written...

[Will Dockery]

Post by Will Dockery

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks for reading, Jim...
I thought Google had lost this one, and started writing a poem about
that... scrapped that idea.
:)

It read as though it rolled off with one thought...I like those that were
meant to be written...

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thanks Jim, at least my work isn't a total wash out for you...

[drive-by]

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Post by Will Dockery

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks for reading, Jim...
I thought Google had lost this one, and started writing a poem about
that... scrapped that idea.
:)

It read as though it rolled off with one thought...I like those that were
meant to be written...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Thanks Jim, at least my work isn't a total wash out for you...

when it's good, it's good..and I say so

[Will Dockery]

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Post by Will Dockery

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Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks for reading, Jim...
I thought Google had lost this one, and started writing a poem about
that... scrapped that idea.
:)

It read as though it rolled off with one thought...I like those that were
meant to be written...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Thanks Jim, at least my work isn't a total wash out for you...

when it's good, it's good..and I say so

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Again, thanks.

This one was written for Lady Katherine as well, Jim.

[Will Dockery]

Post by Will Dockery

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks for reading, Jim...
I thought Google had lost this one, and started writing a poem about
that... scrapped that idea.
:)

It read as though it rolled off with one thought...I like those that were
meant to be written...

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I read this one on the Tavern stage last night for the Songwriter's Guild,
with just a simple acoustic guitar strum. The simplicity was a nice change
of pace, and the audience seemed to dig it, Apple Montage, and a few other
of my recent poems.

[Will Dockery]

Post by Will Dockery

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks for reading, Jim...
I thought Google had lost this one, and started writing a poem about
that... scrapped that idea.
:)

It read as though it rolled off with one thought...I like those that were
meant to be written...

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I read this one on the Tavern stage last week for the Songwriter's Guild,
with just a simple acoustic guitar strum. The simplicity was a nice change
of pace, and the audience seemed to dig it, Apple Montage, and a few other
of my recent poems.

And so it goes.

:)

[Will Dockery]

Why not, Corey?

After all, I've been posting the link to this poem in quite a few places, including LinkedIn.

😀

[h***@gmail.com]

Why not? I can give you a bunch of reasons why it's an implausible scenerio,
but if you're happy with that story, I'm certainly not going to pee in your cereal.

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
Nice lament.

Thanks for reading and the comment, Corey.

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
Nice lament.

How so?

[h***@gmail.com]

How so what?

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
How so what?
How is this poem [a lament], or 'nice',
and how is its message [a lament]?
How, if you read it at least once or twice,
have you totally misunderstood?

Or if you have't misunderstood, can you explain?

Thanks in advance, Corey.

:)

[h***@gmail.com]

I can't explain why you took my verse
from another thread, changed a word
or two, and reposted it in this thread.
Can you explain why you did that?

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
I can't explain

You never can, so that's no surprise, Corey.

:)

[h***@gmail.com]

Why post edit? Why not just explain,
and discuss your poem like an adult?
A nice lament is a good cry, and that
is how your poem reads, like a grown
man crying about his past failures.

[Will Dockery]

That seems to be what happened, Corey.

😀

[h***@gmail.com]

Really?

[Will Dockery]

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Talk about mood swings...

Here, Jim Senetto writes that the poem is good, later n the thread he's flip flopped to the opposite opinion.

Senile, or just wishy-washy?

[h***@gmail.com]

You've had that effect on a lot of people.

[Will Dockery]

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks, Jim... glad you liked this one.

:)

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery

Post by drive-by

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Short sweet to the point..well written

Thanks, Jim... glad you liked this one.
:)

Didn't want to hurt your ego.....it sucks in reality...writing to your dead ex wife about the lumber yard adventure..and leaving out the fact that she ran from you....and found a real man...but it's your way of making all perfect...

[Will Dockery]

Better than the sappy crap you write, old son.

😀

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery
Better than the sappy crap you write, old son.
😀

This 'old son' can kick your ass...for charity...

Just give me the doo nanny dates.

[Will Dockery]

You're saying I need to let my son know he has a man with a violent
obsession with his father threatening to stalk him, Jim?

[h***@gmail.com]

Nice lament.

[Will Dockery]

Thanks for reading and commenting, Corey, although your post has been deleted.

😀

[h***@gmail.com]

You had your chance.

[Will Dockery]

Thanks for reading and commenting, Corey, although your post has been deleted.

😀

Meaning I did see your post but you deleted it too quickly for me to reply, Corey.

Thanks, very to-the-point take on this poem from you.

Appreciated.

[Will Dockery]

I'll look for it on Narkive.org later.

😀

[Will Dockery]

Thanks again for reading and commenting, folks.

😀

[f***@gmail.com]

Great! I loved it.

[Will Dockery]

Post by f***@gmail.com
Great! I loved it.

Thank you for reading and commenting, Fui.

:)

[Will Dockery]

Post by f***@gmail.com
Great! I loved it.

Thank you for reading and commenting...

[Will Dockery]

Post by f***@gmail.com
Great! I loved it.

Thanks for having a read, glad you liked.

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
A nice lament is a good cry, and that
is how your poem reads, like a grown
man crying about his past failures.

Thanks, Corey, I knew you had it in you to make a worthwhile post.

Now, the original poem, which you snipped:

Deep Blue Sassafras

You never left
as another day passes.

Your love
my love
continues.

You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.

But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.

The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.

I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.

The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.

Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.

-Will Dockery

:)

[h***@gmail.com]

You're welcome.

[h***@gmail.com]

As I recall, and you can correct me if I'm wrong,
but you promised to make a comment on one of
my poems if I commented on yours. I'm waiting.

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
As I recall, and you can correct me if I'm wrong,
but you promised to make a comment on one of
my poems if I commented on yours. I'm waiting.

I did comment on your recent poem, "If I Failed", which I think is one of your best poems.

That's the poem of yours I've chosen to comment on and discuss.

If you'd like to repost "If I Failed", we can continue, if your interest is sincere.

:)

[h***@gmail.com]

Yes, I saw your comment, and if that's the
best you can do, that's the best you can do.
No worries. I wasn't expecting much anyway.

[Will Dockery]

Likewise, of course, as always, Corey.

😀

[Robert Burrows]

Really like this one, Will.

Please forgive the edit...


another day passes
as if you never left

our love continues
You sleep or you wander


depending upon
the chosen myth

but those deep blue
flowers in a box


those deep blue flowers
the color of your eyes


those deep blue flowers
that I found blooming


in the lumber yard
and brought to you


that summer morning
in 1982

those flowers
that smelled like sassafras.

like you they never
leave my thoughts


day in, day out

[Robert Burrows]

Really like this one, Will.
Please forgive the edit...


another day passes
as if you never left

our love continues
you sleep or you wander

depending upon
the chosen myth

but those deep blue
flowers in a box

those deep blue flowers
the color of your eyes

those deep blue flowers
that I found blooming

in the lumber yard
and brought to you

that summer morning
in 1982

those flowers
that smelled like sassafras

like you they never
leave my thoughts

day in, day out

[Herold Bopkins]

Post by Robert Burrows
Really like this one, Will.
Please forgive the edit...

Yes, it’s getting close to what one would call English.
Thanks for fixing (somewhat) the broken prose.

Post by Robert Burrows
Another day passes as if

you never left
our love continues,

Post by Robert Burrows
you sleep, or you wander
depending upon
the chosen myth;
but those deep blue
flowers in a box,
those deep blue flowers wear
the color of your eyes,
those deep blue flowers that I found

blooming in the lumber yard,

Post by Robert Burrows
I brought to you
that summer morning
in ‘82,
those flowers bloomed as fresh

that newly cut wood

Post by Robert Burrows
and smelled as sweet as sassafras,

reminding why

Post by Robert Burrows
you never leave
my thoughts
day in, day out.

[Will Dockery]

Post by Herold Bopkins
Yes, it’s getting close to what one would call English.

Thanks for reading and commenting, Mr. Bopkins.

Post by Herold Bopkins

Post by Robert Burrows
Another day passes as if

you never left
our love continues,

Post by Robert Burrows
you sleep, or you wander
depending upon
the chosen myth;
but those deep blue
flowers in a box,
those deep blue flowers wear
the color of your eyes,
those deep blue flowers that I found

blooming in the lumber yard,

Post by Robert Burrows
I brought to you
that summer morning
in ‘82,
those flowers bloomed as fresh

that newly cut wood

Post by Robert Burrows
and smelled as sweet as sassafras,

reminding why

Post by Robert Burrows
you never leave
my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

[Will Dockery]

Post by Herold Bopkins
Yes, it’s getting close to what one would call English.

Mr. Bopkins... the name sounds familiar...

Post by Herold Bopkins

Post by Robert Burrows
Another day passes as if

you never left
our love continues,

Post by Robert Burrows
you sleep, or you wander
depending upon
the chosen myth;
but those deep blue
flowers in a box,
those deep blue flowers wear
the color of your eyes,
those deep blue flowers that I found

blooming in the lumber yard,

Post by Robert Burrows
I brought to you
that summer morning
in ‘82,
those flowers bloomed as fresh

that newly cut wood

Post by Robert Burrows
and smelled as sweet as sassafras,

reminding why

Post by Robert Burrows
you never leave
my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Welcome to the group, H.B.

:)

[Will Dockery]

Post by Robert Burrows
Really like this one, Will.
Please forgive the edit...
another day passes
as if you never left
our love continues
you sleep or you wander
depending upon
the chosen myth
but those deep blue
flowers in a box
those deep blue flowers
the color of your eyes
those deep blue flowers
that I found blooming
in the lumber yard
and brought to you
that summer morning
in 1982
those flowers
that smelled like sassafras
like you they never
leave my thoughts
day in, day out

This looks smooth, Robert, I'll have a coffee now and compare it to the original for details.

Thanks again for tossing the S.S. topic to me, I have two-three possible ideas, and will float one out, soon...

[Will Dockery]

Thanks for read, Robert.

Your edit looks good.

[Herold Bopkins]

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras

Suffering Succotash!
Lady, your bloomers are showing!!
Big and blue as Xmas balls
are shining,
my love for you is growing,
are those blue bloomers falling?

H.M.B.

Post by Will Dockery
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

[Will Dockery]

Herold, you seem like you'll be an interesting addition to the group.

Welcome to the fray.

😀

[t***@outlook.com]

Very sweet

[Will Dockery]

Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you, Travis.

I love your songwriting, as well.

😀

[Will Dockery]

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Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you, Travis.
I love your songwriting and, even more, your performance, as well.

Check out some samples of the songwriting of Travis McCrackin:

https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin

About the Artist
"I'm Travis! I enjoy playing and writing music and I figured I might as well put some of it out there, enjoy!"

😀

[Will Dockery]

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Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you, Travis.
I love your songwriting, as well.
😀

Here, on the first appearance of Travis, I did mention I love his songwriting, obviously meaning I am familiar with work he has not posted here.

Then, ina post that can be seen on Narkive.org, I did fully introduce Travis McCrackin:

https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin

Travis McCrackin
Singer Songwriter / rock/pop folk pop/folk Columbus, Georgia.

How's that?

:)

[Coco DeSockmonkey]

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Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you, Travis.
I love your songwriting, as well.
😀

Here, on the first appearance of Travis, I did mention I love his songwriting, obviously meaning I am familiar with work he has not posted here.
https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin
Travis McCrackin
Singer Songwriter / rock/pop folk pop/folk Columbus, Georgia.
How's that?

You know, if you really want to impress us, you could reprimand Dunce for posting a porn video (you wouldn't want your grandkids to see that). Or you could explain to Stephan that it's unacceptable for him to accuse me of being a pedophile because I found his pro-NAMBLA views disgusting.

I'm sure you'd elevate yourself several levels in many of our eyes, if you acted on your personal ethics rather than giving your toadies free reign.

[Will Dockery]

Post by Coco DeSockmonkey

Post by Will Dockery

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Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you, Travis.
I love your songwriting, as well.
😀

Here, on the first appearance of Travis, I did mention I love his songwriting, obviously meaning I am familiar with work he has not posted here.
https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin
Travis McCrackin
Singer Songwriter / rock/pop folk pop/folk Columbus, Georgia.
How's that?

You know, if you really want to impress us, you could reprimand Dunce for posting a porn video (you wouldn't want your grandkids to see that). Or you could explain to Stephan that it's unacceptable for him to accuse me of being a pedophile because I found his pro-NAMBLA views disgusting.
I'm sure you'd elevate yourself several levels in many of our eyes, if you acted on your personal ethics rather than giving your toadies free reign.

George Dance posted a porn video?

That must have been one of the many threads I've skipped over lately, not being involved in, or having much of an interest in, this big "World War Three" flame war you guys are all tangled up in.

I told you I was stepping back from all that, and I'm still stepped back.

And so it goes.

[driveby]

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Post by Coco DeSockmonkey

Post by Will Dockery

Post by Will Dockery

Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you, Travis.
I love your songwriting, as well.
😀

Here, on the first appearance of Travis, I did mention I love his songwriting, obviously meaning I am familiar with work he has not posted here.
https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin
Travis McCrackin
Singer Songwriter / rock/pop folk pop/folk Columbus, Georgia.
How's that?

You know, if you really want to impress us, you could reprimand Dunce for posting a porn video (you wouldn't want your grandkids to see that). Or you could explain to Stephan that it's unacceptable for him to accuse me of being a pedophile because I found his pro-NAMBLA views disgusting.
I'm sure you'd elevate yourself several levels in many of our eyes, if you acted on your personal ethics rather than giving your toadies free reign.

George Dance posted a porn video?
That must have been one of the many threads I've skipped over lately, not being involved in, or having much of an interest in, this big "World War Three" flame war you guys are all tangled up in.
I told you I was stepping back from all that, and I'm still stepped back.
And so it goes.

Here you go Will, an update to your 'skipped over'.....

me (driveby change)

Dec 23


You worry about the word fuck, Will.....kids might see....

talk to your Buddy George:


George J. Dance

10:04 AM (1 hour ago)

Post by Will Dockery
From that moment on, I've been drawn to all things pumpkin. Pumpkin-flavored candy, coffee, muffins, bagels, oatmeal, cookies, ice-cream, yogurt, jack-o'lanterns, costumes, photos, decorations, you name it. The year before last, my wife put 52 icing-pumpkins on the top of my birthday cake. :-)
I think it started with Starbucks' Pumpkin Spice Latte, but over the past half-dozen year or so, the available variety of pumpkin-flavored food has expanded beyond my wildest expectations ... at least from October through December of each year.

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph59e635c45dc89

[Will Dockery]

Post by driveby

Post by Will Dockery

Post by Coco DeSockmonkey

Post by Will Dockery

Post by Will Dockery

Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you, Travis.
I love your songwriting, as well.
😀

Here, on the first appearance of Travis, I did mention I love his songwriting, obviously meaning I am familiar with work he has not posted here.
https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin
Travis McCrackin
Singer Songwriter / rock/pop folk pop/folk Columbus, Georgia.
How's that?

You know, if you really want to impress us, you could reprimand Dunce for posting a porn video (you wouldn't want your grandkids to see that). Or you could explain to Stephan that it's unacceptable for him to accuse me of being a pedophile because I found his pro-NAMBLA views disgusting.
I'm sure you'd elevate yourself several levels in many of our eyes, if you acted on your personal ethics rather than giving your toadies free reign.

George Dance posted a porn video?
That must have been one of the many threads I've skipped over lately, not being involved in, or having much of an interest in, this big "World War Three" flame war you guys are all tangled up in.
I told you I was stepping back from all that, and I'm still stepped back.
And so it goes.

Here you go Will

Zip it, Jim, I need no help reading and posting here.

:)

[Will Dockery]

Post by Will Dockery
https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin
Travis McCrackin
Singer Songwriter / rock/pop folk pop/folk Columbus, Georgia.

I got to the show late last night, Travis... did you leave early?

Had a good set. caught it on video, which may get posted, not sure yet.

[Will Dockery]

Post by driveby
Here you go Will, an update to your 'skipped over'.....
You worry about the word fuck, Will.....kids might see....

Only in my own poetry, whatever you do wit your own poetry is your problem.

[Will Dockery]

Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thanks for reading and commenting, Travis, and even more for joining the group with your poetry and voice.

Check out some samples of the songwriting of Travis McCrackin:

https://www.reverbnation.com/travismccrackin

About the Artist
"I'm Travis! I enjoy playing and writing music and I figured I might as well put some of it out there, enjoy!"

:)

[Will Dockery]

Post by t***@outlook.com
Very sweet

Thank you for reading and commenting, Travis.

[Will Dockery]

For Corey, a poem about/for Katherine for you to judge.

😁

[Will Dockery]

Thanks, fellow poets, for your scrutiny.

😀

[Will Dockery]

Here is another of the new poems definitely to be included in the next
poetry chapbook, read and comment on the page if you have time?

https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/V2fxTKcwMcI/jMQVL_nLAwAJ

Deep Blue Sassafras / a poem by Will Dockery

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[b***@gmail.com]

I cried when I read this, my hubs recently passed away and this says it all.
Thank you❤️

[h***@gmail.com]

I don't know exactly what hubs are,
or how many you had pass away,
but you must be devastating.

[drive-by]

Post by h***@gmail.com
I don't know exactly what hubs are,
or how many you had pass away,
but you must be devastating.

:-)

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
I don't know exactly what hubs

Her husband, obviously.

--
Twilight Girl / Will Dockery & Henry Conley (new page remix)
https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery/song/24647258-twilight-girl--will-dockery-henry

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[h***@gmail.com]

Someone who's never posted
here before suddenly pops up
and says your poem made her
cry because it reminded her of
her husband who passed away?
Really? Is that what happened?

[drive-by]

Post by h***@gmail.com
Someone who's never posted
here before suddenly pops up
and says your poem made her
cry because it reminded her of
her husband who passed away?
Really? Is that what happened?

The woman who cried has no idea about the woman fat man is writing about..or why she ran from him....

[h***@gmail.com]

Color me incredulous.

[Will Dockery]

Looks like Stephan made the correct call, you really are melting down
big-time tonight, Jim.

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery
Looks like Stephan made the correct call, you really are melting down
big-time tonight, Jim.

Pick saw his daddy shot dead by his grandma....he has been disturbed since....and of course, a coward.

[Will Dockery]

Should I tell Clay you're making threats against him, Jim?

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery
Should I tell Clay you're making threats against him, Jim?

...I want to ask him about you...if you consider that a threat, feel free....I'd like to know what he thinks of you as a father....you come here as some kind of gift to the masses...I want to compare notes...see if he's read your 'bio' things like that. No one should fear a senile old man. We might just get along....I could even show him my mullet.

[Will Dockery]

I don't hate your elderly fool ass to fight you, Jim, so if you come around
Doo-Nanny acting like a nut they'll either throw you out or we can let the
proper authorities figure out what to do with you, get it?

[Will Dockery]

Post by b***@gmail.com
I cried when I read this, my hubs recently passed away and this says it all.
Thank you❤️

Thank you, Sandra... click the link below for what I consider my best song/poem, "Twilight Girl":

https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery/song/24647258-twilight-girl--will-dockery-henry

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery

Post by b***@gmail.com
I cried when I read this, my hubs recently passed away and this says it all.
Thank you❤️

https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery/song/24647258-twilight-girl--will-dockery-henry

Trash...

[1***@gmail.com]

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Very interesting combination of eyes and flowers! I thank!!!

[drive-by]

Post by 1***@gmail.com

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Very interesting combination of eyes and flowers! I thank!!!

Are you Putin us on?

[ME]

Hahahaha!!

[drive-by]

Post by ME
Hahahaha!!

DA

[Will Dockery]

Post by 1***@gmail.com

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Very interesting combination of eyes and flowers! I thank!!!

Thank you, Olga, yes blue on blue...

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery

Post by 1***@gmail.com

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

Very interesting combination of eyes and flowers! I thank!!!

Thank you, Olga, yes blue on blue...

Hey Olga...you been Putin on the Ritz....

[Will Dockery]

Not at all, Corey.

Let's see what you've come up with.

😀

[h***@gmail.com]

Go stalk Sandra.

[Will Dockery]

Is that the best you have, Corey?

😀

[h***@gmail.com]

Best what? She's your admirer. You made her cry.
Go find her. Console her. Write her another poem.

[Will Dockery]

Post by h***@gmail.com
Best what? She's your admirer. You made her cry.
Go find her. Console her. Write her another poem.

Okay, that sounds better than your earlier post.

Thanks, Corey.

Here's what I've been sending out, at various "social networking" sites:

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Here is another of the new poems definitely to be included in the next
poetry chapbook, read and comment on the page if you have time?

https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/V2fxTKcwMcI/jMQVL_nLAwAJ

Deep Blue Sassafras / a poem by Will Dockery
----------------------------------------------------

:)

[h***@gmail.com]

Well, good. That's important.
Feel all better now? I'm glad.

[Will Dockery]

I can't think of any...

[h***@gmail.com]

That's too bad.
If only you could.

[Will Dockery]

Reality check, old fool... you are 71 years old, have a history of seizures and strokes, with delusional fantasies of violent acts.

Have some warm milk and a nap, you senile geezer.

😀

[Will Dockery]

Come on down to Doo-Nanny, I'll call 911 and let them figure out what to do with you.

😀

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery
Come on down to Doo-Nanny, I'll call 911 and let them figure out what to do with you.
😀

Wow, what courage...you are way too cool. Coward fuck.

[drive-by]

Post by Will Dockery
Reality check, old fool... you are 71 years old, have a history of seizures and strokes, with delusional fantasies of violent acts.
Have some warm milk and a nap, you senile geezer.
😀

I hope you don't make me take this to Clay...you don't want me to do that, do you? You're a loser...have him come here and defend you, tell me what kind of man you are.......show us some courage..pudding face.

[a***@gmail.com]

Post by Will Dockery
Deep Blue Sassafras
You never left
as another day passes.
Your love
my love
continues.
You sleep
or you wander,
depending on the chosen myth.
But those
deep blue flowers in a box
the color of your eyes.
The deep blue flowers
I found blooming
in the lumber yard.
I brought them to you
that summer morning in 1982.
The flowers
that smelled like sassafras.
Like you,
never leave my thoughts
day in, day out.
-Will Dockery

AWESOME POEM BROTHER