"Will Dockery" wrote in message
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> Dale Houstman wrote:
>> George Dance wrote:
>> >"Will Dockery" wrote:
>>
>> >> Sestina, the ancient merger of poetry & song:
>>
>> >> Created by 12th century troubadors, I've been experimenting with this
> form
>> >> as for possible use in my country-western songs in collaboration with
> Henry
>> >> Conley. The system is simple, yet a mind-teaser. Six words in six
>> >> combinations over six verses, in a set order. In the example below,
>> >> you
> can
>> >> see how the drill goes, give it a try for yourself, it's an excellent
> poetry exercise:
>>
>> >> Honeytrip Sestina
>>
>> >> Beads of sweat driving on 280,
>> >> thinking about a lonesome wildflower.
>> >> Cross country for this honeytrip,
>> >> going down to incant a shadowmusic,
>> >> joined on stage by her fiddle,
>> >> swear to god I really miss her.
>>
>> >> She knows that I've missed her,
>> >> she drives alone on highway 280.
>> >> Her grandfather also played fiddle,
>> >> and grew gov'ment wildflowers.
>> >> Let him play his shadowmusic,
>> >> as we recall the honeytrip.
>>
>> >> Backpacked, hitchhiked to honeytrip,
>> >> waterfall spray did mist her,
>> >> we formed a band to play shadowmusic.
>> >> Down in Salem, on Highway 280,
>> >> saw the sign of Project Wildflower,
>> >> a contra agent but plays good fiddle.
>>
>> >> In the night sirens played fiddle,
>> >> rustling wail of honey trip.
>> >> Behind her ear was a wildflower,
>> >> I knew some day I would miss her.
>> >> Looking for tea olive on 280,
>> >> to play a few hours of shadowmusic.
>>
>> >> Down a moonlit mile wild shadowmusic,
>> >> Bibb Mill burned as he played fiddle.
>> >> Westbound down Highway 280,
>> >> like a hound for the honeytrip,
>> >> after all her lies I still missed her,
>> >> blowing kises from a field of wildflowers.
>>
>> >> Sang a melody like "Wildwood Flower",
>> >> she made it her own kind of shadowmusic.
>> >> When he stepped on stage we called him mister,
>> >> ghost of Sgt. Fury playing show fiddle.
>> >> The only crown prince of honey trip,
>> >> people parked and walked from 280.
>>
>> >> Smell the wildflowers, surrounded by shadowmusic,
>> >> I miss her and her grandfather's fiddle.
>> >> Lonesome old honeytrip, in a hollow off 280.
>>
>> >> -Will Dockery
>>
>> > I missed this one earlier. It's got some interesting language,
>> > including the endwords "shadowmusic" and "280". I'm looking forward to
> hearing it.
>>
>> "Shadowmusic" is one of those portmanteaus that is
>> pure new age mysticism,
>
> Not really, but you get into all that mystic shit more than I do, so you
> seem to find it hiding under your bed on a weekly basis--- in fact, this
> criticism of yours "pure new age mysticism" looked like a familiar phrase
> of
> yours, something you just lazily toss off like your own little cliche...
> so
> I Googled "pure new age mysticism" + "dmh" and found that in your younger
> days you were pretty well sucked in by the very thing you claim to hate,
> these days:
= snip =
Stalk much, Will? Try googling "Dockery" + "Idiot."
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