• Re: I Met A Girl / Will Dockery

    From W.Dockery@3:633/280.2 to All on Thu Jun 5 19:24:34 2025
    HarryLime wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:
    Anonymous wrote:
    Will Dockery wrote:

    I Met A Girl

    I met a girl
    she came from California.
    It was in a dream
    we knew each other instantly.
    She was a little freckled girl
    from out of
    my high school past.

    And she looked up at me
    and talked real spacey.
    I've forgotten her name
    though she told it to me twice.

    We talked
    a really detached situation.
    She said years ago
    I was so shy
    she thought I was gay.
    At this point I kissed her
    and put my finger to her hole.

    And she looked up at me
    and talked real spacey.
    I have forgotten her name
    though she told it to me twice.

    I don't know why it was
    that I would think of her.
    I made a couple of puns
    about her name that made me blush.
    But her softness in tone
    made me feel all right.

    All I want to do
    is get in contact.

    -Will Dockery / May 8 1982

    Good to see....

    Thanks again, as I was telling Mummy Chunk, in 1982 when writing these
    poems I
    was highly influenced by 1950s Beat poets and 1980s punk rockers.

    So please excuse the foul language.

    Your poem depicts you xxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxxxxxx
    xxxxxxx xxxxxxx

    Why do you lie and misrepresent so much, Harry?

    😉

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  • From W.Dockery@3:633/280.2 to All on Tue Jun 24 13:20:46 2025
    George J. Dance wrote:

    Will Dockery wrote:

    Here's the original unedited version so the readers can decide for
    themselves:

    ***

    I Met A Girl

    I met a girl
    she came from California.
    It was in a dream
    we knew each other instantly.
    She was a little freckled girl
    from out of
    my high school past.

    And she looked up at me
    and talked real spacey.
    I've forgotten her name
    though she told it to me twice.

    We talked
    a really detached situation.
    She said years ago
    I was so shy
    she thought I was gay.
    At this point I kissed her
    and put my finger to her hole.

    And she looked up at me
    and talked real spacey.
    I have forgotten her name
    though she told it to me twice.

    I don't know why it was
    that I would think of her.
    I made a couple of puns
    about her name that made me blush.
    But her softness in tone
    made me feel all right.

    All I want to do
    is get in contact.

    -Will Dockery / May 8 1982


    That's a very strange dream sequence, Will.

    ***

    This poem was written in 1982, during my time in the Atlanta Georgia New
    Wave punk rock scene, while also influenced by the earlier Beatnik poets
    I was reading at the time, such as Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac and
    Charles Bukowski among others.

    It does sound a bit like Bukowski. It actually reminded me most of a
    Bukowski wannabe who used to post here, who shall go nameless.

    Both styles employed a sort of crude swagger in the tone and content
    which I also used in many of my poems.

    All apologies to those offended.

    HTH and HAND.

    I can't see why anyone in their right mind would be offended by a dream
    you had more than 40 years ago; but given some of the people nn the
    group these days, it's probably best to cover oneself.

    Exactly, well put.

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