• Re: Wooden Footbridge / Will Dockery

    From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to All on Mon May 30 23:34:29 2022
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    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.

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  • From Rocky Rhodan@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Thu Jun 9 22:17:48 2022
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    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Rocky Rhodan on Thu Jun 9 23:10:07 2022
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    Rocky Rhodan wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Thanks again for the nod, Rocky.

    🙂

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Rocky Rhodan on Tue Jun 14 04:01:17 2022
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    Rocky Rhodan wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!


    Good evening, Rocky, thanks again.

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Rocky Rhodan on Fri Jun 24 15:59:17 2022
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    Rocky Rhodan wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    I know, right?


    🙂

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  • From Victor H.@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Sun Jun 26 18:01:52 2022
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    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Thanks again for the nod, Rocky.

    🙂

    Good day my friend.....

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Victor H. on Wed Jul 27 06:14:16 2022
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    Victor H. wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Thanks again for the nod, Rocky.



    Good day my friend.....

    Likewise, hope you and Mike are having a great night.

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Rocky Rhodan on Thu Aug 4 07:16:49 2022
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    Rocky Rhodan wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!


    Good morning my friend.

    🙂

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Rocky Rhodan on Tue Aug 9 00:51:47 2022
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    Rocky Rhodan wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Good afternoon, my friend, I hope you and Mike are doing well.

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  • From Victor H.@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Thu Aug 11 23:09:12 2022
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    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Is it not there already...?

    Seems I read it there...

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Sat Aug 13 09:35:47 2022
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    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Thanks again for the nod, General Zod.

    🙂

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  • From Zod@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Sat Aug 20 21:43:46 2022
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    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.

    Right on....

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Mon Aug 22 07:37:09 2022
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    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.

    Right on....

    Thanks again for the nod, Zod.

    🙂

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Thu Aug 25 15:24:51 2022
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    Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!


    Good morning, my friend.

    🙂

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Sat Sep 3 15:44:45 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Good morning, my friend, thanks again.

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  • From Victor H.@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Tue Sep 6 19:50:30 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Indeed so...!

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Fri Sep 9 05:11:05 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Indeed so...!

    Good evening, thanks again for the nod.

    🙂

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Victor H. on Sun Sep 11 02:40:14 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Victor H. wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Thanks again for the nod, Rocky.



    Good day my friend.....


    Good evening, my friend, tell Mike hello.

    🙂

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Tue Sep 13 16:05:27 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!


    Good afternoon, Zod.

    🙂

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Thu Sep 15 10:45:21 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Thanks again for the nod, Rocky.



    Good day my friend.....

    Good morning, my friend.

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  • From W-Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Mon Sep 19 18:36:40 2022
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Good afternoon, Zod, this poem has been added to the blog.

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to General Zod on Tue Jul 25 13:29:09 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Quite rightly...! Good day my friend.....


    Good morning my friend, hope you and Mike are doing well.

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Mon Jul 31 02:10:59 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery


    Quite rightly...!

    Thanks again for reading and commenting, Zod.

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Thu Aug 3 18:48:14 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery



    Seems I read it

    Yes, I think you did read it.

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Rocky Rhodan on Sun Aug 27 16:45:46 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Rocky Rhodan wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.


    Quite rightly...!

    Good afternoon,. Rocky.

    Yo!

    🙂

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  • From General-Zod@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Wed Aug 30 21:52:32 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Old one, of interest...

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to General-Zod on Wed Aug 30 23:30:01 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    General-Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Old one, of interest...


    Thanks again for the read.

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to General-Zod on Thu Aug 31 07:32:28 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    General-Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Old one, of interest...


    Again, based on true events.

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  • From General-Zod@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Fri Oct 6 21:17:31 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.

    https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/06/wooden-footbridge.html


    Good read of times long passed...

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to General-Zod on Thu Oct 12 16:06:01 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    General-Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.

    https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/06/wooden-footbridge.html


    Good read of times long passed...


    Many moons ago.

    😃

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Zod on Mon Oct 16 06:23:15 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:


    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences

    The name of a street in Edgewood.

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to General Zod on Fri Oct 20 01:03:35 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery


    I read it

    Thanks again for reading and commenting.

    😃

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  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to Victor H. on Fri Oct 20 01:06:52 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Victor H. wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    "Brainiac 5" wrote in message
    news:cb558086-5db2-4532-9ecc-fad5373eb150@googlegroups.com...

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.




    Good day my friend

    Good evening, Zod.

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  • From General-Zod@21:1/5 to Will Dockery on Tue Nov 21 14:00:00 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.

    Indeed, it is deep dark and epic in scope...!

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From W.Dockery@21:1/5 to General-Zod on Tue Nov 28 18:03:04 2023
    XPost: alt.arts.poetry.comments

    General-Zod wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:
    General Zod wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    Wooden Footbridge

    Almost half way
    to Avalon Road
    was a footbridge.

    Out of the forest
    the end of the road.

    Now I hate
    what has become of it.
    Look, and smell
    what gravity and time
    have done.

    It was not a lot
    a Wooden footbridge
    Our children
    once used it
    to avoid the traffic.

    Let me contiue
    down Avalon Road.
    There in the marketplace
    is the Edgewood Inn.

    Mister Patel
    in his office with a smile.
    Roofers and good time girls
    roustabout for a while.

    Cross yourself
    according to
    Preacher Gulsbi's
    prayers.

    McMurray's barber shop
    comic strips and tobacco
    on my way home
    from dance school

    Especially for children
    Go and interact
    Edgewood School
    Next to the transport.

    December 8, 1974
    Boy called Bob
    Pencil hanging
    He died at this level.

    I was there there last week.
    Look at that
    wooden bridge
    It was selected.

    Get rid of the weed
    And the gap between the water.
    Keep it in the dark.
    never
    Now let's move on.

    -Will Dockery

    Avalon???

    Old English influences.....??

    This poem should go into the Shadowville Mythos blog, soon.

    Indeed, it is deep dark and epic in scope...!

    Thanks again for reading and commenting.

    🙂

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)