Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Docker wrote:
>
>>> Little Miracles
>>>
>>> Her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The cats are on the front porch
>>> they don't listen to her.
>>>
>>> What she sees are
>>> the little miracles
>>> that make up her life.
>>> Cell phone haikus
>>> to the ghost of her wife.
>>> Hipster concubines
>>> and neon that lights up the night
>>> it just don't seem right.
>>>
>>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>>
>>> What she see is nine to five
>>> as she walks the last mile.
>>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>> and just go out in style.
>>>
>>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>> shadows white-out on white
>>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>>
>>> Because her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>> in line to pay to play.
>>>
>>> -Will Dockery
>>>
>>> ----
>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

>
> Quite good, Doc...

Good to have you back, Mr. Spaceman.

🙂

Michael Pendragon wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>>
>> "Little Miracles" by Will Dockery
>
> Please explain what makes it poetry.

https://www.casadacultura.org/Literatura/Poesia/O_que_e_Poesia_Artigos/what_is_poetry_wikipedia.html

Will Dockery wrote:

>

>> Little Miracles

>> Her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The cats are on the front porch
>> they don't listen to her.

>> What she sees are
>> the little miracles
>> that make up her life.
>> Cell phone haikus
>> to the ghost of her wife.
>> Hipster concubines
>> and neon that lights up the night
>> it just don't seem right.

>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.

>> What she see is nine to five
>> as she walks the last mile.
>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>> and just go out in style.

>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>> shadows white-out on white
>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.

>> Because her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>> in line to pay to play.

>> -Will Dockery

>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

> HTH and HAND.

Excellent recent poetry Doc...

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>>

>>> Little Miracles

>>> Her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The cats are on the front porch
>>> they don't listen to her.

>>> What she sees are
>>> the little miracles
>>> that make up her life.
>>> Cell phone haikus
>>> to the ghost of her wife.
>>> Hipster concubines
>>> and neon that lights up the night
>>> it just don't seem right.

>>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.

>>> What she see is nine to five
>>> as she walks the last mile.
>>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>> and just go out in style.

>>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>> shadows white-out on white
>>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.

>>> Because her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>> in line to pay to play.

>>> -Will Dockery

>>> ----
>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

>> HTH and HAND.

> Excellent recent poetry Doc...

Thanks again for reading and commenting, Zod.

🙂

Family Guy wrote:
>
> What you "write"

Right here, thanks again for asking:

https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

HTH and HAND.

Faraway Star wrote:
> Will Docker wrote:
>
>>>> Little Miracles
>>>>
>>>> Her heart's so heavy
>>>> with memory today.
>>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>> The cats are on the front porch
>>>> they don't listen to her.
>>>>
>>>> What she sees are
>>>> the little miracles
>>>> that make up her life.
>>>> Cell phone haikus
>>>> to the ghost of her wife.
>>>> Hipster concubines
>>>> and neon that lights up the night
>>>> it just don't seem right.
>>>>
>>>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>>>
>>>> What she see is nine to five
>>>> as she walks the last mile.
>>>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>>>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>>>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>>> and just go out in style.
>>>>
>>>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>>> shadows white-out on white
>>>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>>>
>>>> Because her heart's so heavy
>>>> with memory today.
>>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>>> in line to pay to play.
>>>>
>>>> -Will Dockery
>>>>
>>>> ----
>>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

>
> Quite good, Doc...

Again, good to have you back, Mr. Spaceman.

🙂

Family Guy wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >
>> >> I'm a poet,

https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

HTH and HAND.

W.Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:
>> Will Docker wrote:
>>
>>>>> Little Miracles
>>>>>
>>>>> Her heart's so heavy
>>>>> with memory today.
>>>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>>> The cats are on the front porch
>>>>> they don't listen to her.
>>>>>
>>>>> What she sees are
>>>>> the little miracles
>>>>> that make up her life.
>>>>> Cell phone haikus
>>>>> to the ghost of her wife.
>>>>> Hipster concubines
>>>>> and neon that lights up the night
>>>>> it just don't seem right.
>>>>>
>>>>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>>>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>>>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>>>>
>>>>> What she see is nine to five
>>>>> as she walks the last mile.
>>>>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>>>>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>>>>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>>>> and just go out in style.
>>>>>
>>>>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>>>> shadows white-out on white
>>>>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>>>>
>>>>> Because her heart's so heavy
>>>>> with memory today.
>>>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>>>> in line to pay to play.
>>>>>
>>>>> -Will Dockery
>>>>>
>>>>> ----
>>>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

>>
>> Quite good, Doc...

> Again, good to have you back, Mr. Spaceman.

Oh, oh... I'm just floating in my tun can...

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Little Miracles
>>
>> Her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The cats are on the front porch
>> they don't listen to her.
>>
>> What she sees are
>> the little miracles
>> that make up her life.
>> Cell phone haikus
>> to the ghost of her wife.
>> Hipster concubines
>> and neon that lights up the night
>> it just don't seem right.
>>
>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>
>> What she see is nine to five
>> as she walks the last mile.
>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>> and just go out in style.
>>
>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>> shadows white-out on white
>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>
>> Because her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>> in line to pay to play.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

> Quite good, Doc...

Thanks again for reading and commenting, Faraway Star.

🙂

Family Guy wrote:

> On Tuesday, June 13, 2023 at 10:10:36 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> Ping: Senetto, here's one of my new poems you requested.

>
> Die in a fire.

Again, death fantasy noted.

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>>>> >>
>>>> >> "Little Miracles" by Will Dockery
>

>>> Little Miracles

>>> Her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The cats are on the front porch
>>> they don't listen to her.

>>> What she sees are
>>> the little miracles
>>> that make up her life.
>>> Cell phone haikus
>>> to the ghost of her wife.
>>> Hipster concubines
>>> and neon that lights up the night
>>> it just don't seem right.

>>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.

>>> What she see is nine to five
>>> as she walks the last mile.
>>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>> and just go out in style.

>>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>> shadows white-out on white
>>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.

>>> Because her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>> in line to pay to play.

>>> -Will Dockery

>>> ----
>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

>> ***

>> And so it goes.

> Indeed, one of your best poems...

Thanks again, my friend.

Family Guy wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>
>> >> I'm a poet,

Have you ever written a poem in your life, Dink?

Just curious.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:
>
> Little Miracles
>
> Her heart's so heavy
> with memory today.
> She can write it down as fiction
> but she doesn't know what to say.
> The cats are on the front porch
> they don't listen to her.
>
> What she sees are
> the little miracles
> that make up her life.
> Cell phone haikus
> to the ghost of her wife.
> Hipster concubines
> and neon that lights up the night
> it just don't seem right.
>
> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>
> What she see is nine to five
> as she walks the last mile.
> Over and over like Groundhog day
> gathering her fingerprint file.
> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
> and just go out in style.
>
> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
> shadows white-out on white
> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>
> Because her heart's so heavy
> with memory today.
> She can write it down as fiction
> but she doesn't know what to say.
> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
> in line to pay to play.
>
> -Will Dockery
>
> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

A lovely newer work, having a second read here on the side of river...

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Little Miracles
>>
>> Her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The cats are on the front porch
>> they don't listen to her.
>>
>> What she sees are
>> the little miracles
>> that make up her life.
>> Cell phone haikus
>> to the ghost of her wife.
>> Hipster concubines
>> and neon that lights up the night
>> it just don't seem right.
>>
>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>
>> What she see is nine to five
>> as she walks the last mile.
>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>> and just go out in style.
>>
>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>> shadows white-out on white
>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>
>> Because her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>> in line to pay to play.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

> A lovely newer work, having a second read here on the side of river...

Good afternoon, tell Mike I said hello there.

🙂

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Docker wrote:
>>
>>>> Little Miracles
>>>>
>>>> Her heart's so heavy
>>>> with memory today.
>>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>> The cats are on the front porch
>>>> they don't listen to her.
>>>>
>>>> What she sees are
>>>> the little miracles
>>>> that make up her life.
>>>> Cell phone haikus
>>>> to the ghost of her wife.
>>>> Hipster concubines
>>>> and neon that lights up the night
>>>> it just don't seem right.
>>>>
>>>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>>>
>>>> What she see is nine to five
>>>> as she walks the last mile.
>>>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>>>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>>>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>>> and just go out in style.
>>>>
>>>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>>> shadows white-out on white
>>>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>>>
>>>> Because her heart's so heavy
>>>> with memory today.
>>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>>> in line to pay to play.
>>>>
>>>> -Will Dockery
>>>>
>>>> ----
>>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:

https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

>>
>
> Quite good, Doc...

Good to have you back, Mr. Spaceman.

🙂

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>>

>>> Little Miracles

>>> Her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The cats are on the front porch
>>> they don't listen to her.

>>> What she sees are
>>> the little miracles
>>> that make up her life.
>>> Cell phone haikus
>>> to the ghost of her wife.
>>> Hipster concubines
>>> and neon that lights up the night
>>> it just don't seem right.

>>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.

>>> What she see is nine to five
>>> as she walks the last mile.
>>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>> and just go out in style.

>>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>> shadows white-out on white
>>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.

>>> Because her heart's so heavy
>>> with memory today.
>>> She can write it down as fiction
>>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>> in line to pay to play.

>>> -Will Dockery

>>> ----
>>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

>> HTH and HAND.

> Excellent recent poetry Doc...

Good afternoon, thanks again.

Family Guy wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> I'm a poet,

> HA HA HA HA HA AH HA no.

As if you'd know, troll.

https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:
> Michael Pendragon wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> >> Michael Pendragon wrote:
> >> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
> >>
> >> "Little Miracles" by Will Dockery
> >
> > Please explain what makes it poetry.
> Explain why your delusional judgement makes it not poetry:
> > Little Miracles
>
> > Her heart's so heavy
> > with memory today.
> > She can write it down as fiction
> > but she doesn't know what to say.
> > The cats are on the front porch
> > they don't listen to her.
>
> > What she sees are
> > the little miracles
> > that make up her life.
> > Cell phone haikus
> > to the ghost of her wife.
> > Hipster concubines
> > and neon that lights up the night
> > it just don't seem right.
>
> > Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
> > Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
> > as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>
> > What she see is nine to five
> > as she walks the last mile.
> > Over and over like Groundhog day
> > gathering her fingerprint file.
> > Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
> > and just go out in style.
>
> > The downtown crown in a hologram fight
> > shadows white-out on white
> > they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>
> > Because her heart's so heavy
> > with memory today.
> > She can write it down as fiction
> > but she doesn't know what to say.
> > The four horsemen of the apocalypse
> > in line to pay to play.
>
> > -Will Dockery
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
> ***

One of the finest poems of this year I daresay...

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>> >> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>> >>
>> >> "Little Miracles" by Will Dockery
>> >
>> > Please explain what makes it poetry.
>> Explain why your delusional judgement makes it not poetry:
>> > Little Miracles
>>
>> > Her heart's so heavy
>> > with memory today.
>> > She can write it down as fiction
>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>> > The cats are on the front porch
>> > they don't listen to her.
>>
>> > What she sees are
>> > the little miracles
>> > that make up her life.
>> > Cell phone haikus
>> > to the ghost of her wife.
>> > Hipster concubines
>> > and neon that lights up the night
>> > it just don't seem right.
>>
>> > Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>> > Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>> > as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>
>> > What she see is nine to five
>> > as she walks the last mile.
>> > Over and over like Groundhog day
>> > gathering her fingerprint file.
>> > Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>> > and just go out in style.
>>
>> > The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>> > shadows white-out on white
>> > they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>
>> > Because her heart's so heavy
>> > with memory today.
>> > She can write it down as fiction
>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>> > The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>> > in line to pay to play.
>>
>> > -Will Dockery
>>
>> > ----
>> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>> ***

> One of the finest poems of this year I daresay...

Thanks again for reading and commenting.

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>> >> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>> >>
>> >> "Little Miracles" by Will Dockery
>> >
>> > Please explain what makes it poetry.
>> Explain why your delusional judgement makes it not poetry:
>> > Little Miracles
>>
>> > Her heart's so heavy
>> > with memory today.
>> > She can write it down as fiction
>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>> > The cats are on the front porch
>> > they don't listen to her.
>>
>> > What she sees are
>> > the little miracles
>> > that make up her life.
>> > Cell phone haikus
>> > to the ghost of her wife.
>> > Hipster concubines
>> > and neon that lights up the night
>> > it just don't seem right.
>>
>> > Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>> > Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>> > as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>
>> > What she see is nine to five
>> > as she walks the last mile.
>> > Over and over like Groundhog day
>> > gathering her fingerprint file.
>> > Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>> > and just go out in style.
>>
>> > The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>> > shadows white-out on white
>> > they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>
>> > Because her heart's so heavy
>> > with memory today.
>> > She can write it down as fiction
>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>> > The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>> > in line to pay to play.
>>
>> > -Will Dockery
>>
>> > ----
>> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>> ***

> One of the finest poems of this year I daresay...

Thanks, mine or all poetry this year?

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>> >> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>> >> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>
>>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>>> >>
>>> >> "Little Miracles" by Will Dockery
>>> >
>>> > Please explain what makes it poetry.
>>> Explain why your delusional judgement makes it not poetry:
>>> > Little Miracles
>>>
>>> > Her heart's so heavy
>>> > with memory today.
>>> > She can write it down as fiction
>>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> > The cats are on the front porch
>>> > they don't listen to her.
>>>
>>> > What she sees are
>>> > the little miracles
>>> > that make up her life.
>>> > Cell phone haikus
>>> > to the ghost of her wife.
>>> > Hipster concubines
>>> > and neon that lights up the night
>>> > it just don't seem right.
>>>
>>> > Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>> > Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>> > as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>>
>>> > What she see is nine to five
>>> > as she walks the last mile.
>>> > Over and over like Groundhog day
>>> > gathering her fingerprint file.
>>> > Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>> > and just go out in style.
>>>
>>> > The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>> > shadows white-out on white
>>> > they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>>
>>> > Because her heart's so heavy
>>> > with memory today.
>>> > She can write it down as fiction
>>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>>> > The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>> > in line to pay to play.
>>>
>>> > -Will Dockery
>>>
>>> > ----
>>> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>>> ***

>> One of the finest poems of this year I daresay...

> Thanks, mine or all poetry this year?

Actually that could apply either way...

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> >> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>>>> >> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>>
>>>> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>>>> >>
>>>> >> "Little Miracles" by Will Dockery
>>>> >
>>>> > Please explain what makes it poetry.
>>>> Explain why your delusional judgement makes it not poetry:
>>>> > Little Miracles
>>>>
>>>> > Her heart's so heavy
>>>> > with memory today.
>>>> > She can write it down as fiction
>>>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>> > The cats are on the front porch
>>>> > they don't listen to her.
>>>>
>>>> > What she sees are
>>>> > the little miracles
>>>> > that make up her life.
>>>> > Cell phone haikus
>>>> > to the ghost of her wife.
>>>> > Hipster concubines
>>>> > and neon that lights up the night
>>>> > it just don't seem right.
>>>>
>>>> > Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>>>> > Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>>>> > as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>>>
>>>> > What she see is nine to five
>>>> > as she walks the last mile.
>>>> > Over and over like Groundhog day
>>>> > gathering her fingerprint file.
>>>> > Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>>>> > and just go out in style.
>>>>
>>>> > The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>>>> > shadows white-out on white
>>>> > they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>>>
>>>> > Because her heart's so heavy
>>>> > with memory today.
>>>> > She can write it down as fiction
>>>> > but she doesn't know what to say.
>>>> > The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>>>> > in line to pay to play.
>>>>
>>>> > -Will Dockery
>>>>
>>>> > ----
>>>> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0
>>>> ***

>>> One of the finest poems of this year I daresay...

>> Thanks, mine or all poetry this year?

> Actually that could apply either way...

Well thanks for the feedback, my friend.

🙂

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Little Miracles
>>
>> Her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The cats are on the front porch
>> they don't listen to her.
>>
>> What she sees are
>> the little miracles
>> that make up her life.
>> Cell phone haikus
>> to the ghost of her wife.
>> Hipster concubines
>> and neon that lights up the night
>> it just don't seem right.
>>
>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>
>> What she see is nine to five
>> as she walks the last mile.
>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>> and just go out in style.
>>
>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>> shadows white-out on white
>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>
>> Because her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>> in line to pay to play.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

> A lovely newer work, having a second read here on the side of river...

Good morning and good luck with your fishing.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >>> Little Miracles
>
> >>> Her heart's so heavy
> >>> with memory today.
> >>> She can write it down as fiction
> >>> but she doesn't know what to say.
> >>> The cats are on the front porch
> >>> they don't listen to her.
>
> >>> What she sees are
> >>> the little miracles
> >>> that make up her life.
> >>> Cell phone haikus
> >>> to the ghost of her wife.
> >>> Hipster concubines
> >>> and neon that lights up the night
> >>> it just don't seem right.
>
> >>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
> >>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
> >>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>
> >>> What she see is nine to five
> >>> as she walks the last mile.
> >>> Over and over like Groundhog day
> >>> gathering her fingerprint file.
> >>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
> >>> and just go out in style.
>
> >>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
> >>> shadows white-out on white
> >>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>
> >>> Because her heart's so heavy
> >>> with memory today.
> >>> She can write it down as fiction
> >>> but she doesn't know what to say.
> >>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
> >>> in line to pay to play.
>
> >>> -Will Dockery
>
> >>> ----
> >>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

Another read quite good...

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Little Miracles
>>
>> Her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The cats are on the front porch
>> they don't listen to her.
>>
>> What she sees are
>> the little miracles
>> that make up her life.
>> Cell phone haikus
>> to the ghost of her wife.
>> Hipster concubines
>> and neon that lights up the night
>> it just don't seem right.
>>
>> Enlightened rouges break down the 4th wall
>> Zen dharma bums play psychic volley ball
>> as Miss Twila takes note of it all.
>>
>> What she see is nine to five
>> as she walks the last mile.
>> Over and over like Groundhog day
>> gathering her fingerprint file.
>> Getting off on how easy it is to fake a smile
>> and just go out in style.
>>
>> The downtown crown in a hologram fight
>> shadows white-out on white
>> they rolled up the streets and shut out the lights.
>>
>> Because her heart's so heavy
>> with memory today.
>> She can write it down as fiction
>> but she doesn't know what to say.
>> The four horsemen of the apocalypse
>> in line to pay to play.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/03/little-miracles.html?m=0

> A lovely newer work, having a second read here on the side of river...

Thanks again.