Re: The TARDIS lands the Doctor and companons in a creepy garden now available at nightcafe.studio

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In article <0d7bd29fc390c1f5d3679c0a44516a13@www.novabbs.com>,
W.Dockery <will.dockery@gmail.com> wrote:

On Wed, 25 Jun 2025 14:07:25 +0000, The Doctor wrote:
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In article <1750850155-3274@newsgrouper.org>,
Will Dockery  <user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid> wrote:

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doctor@doctor.nl2k.ab.ca (The Doctor) posted:
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In article <9ab02a2b0dfca3e564daef2ab4601b01@www.novabbs.com>,
W.Dockery <will.dockery@gmail.com> wrote:

On Tue, 24 Jun 2025 11:43:26 +0000, Blueshirt wrote:
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Will Dockery wrote:

On Mon, 23 Jun 2025 14:19:46 +0000, Daniel70 wrote:

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This is the first I've seen of The Doctor on the poetry
newsgroup.

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If you are lucky it'll be the last!
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If he or you write poetry, though, we'd be glad to have
you join us.

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He can just about write his name!
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But poetry seems easy enough...
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THE DOCTOR: A POEM.
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Across the stars, through silent void,
A song of time is still employed.
A name unspoken, just “The Doctor”
A friend, a storm, a cosmic author.
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From Gallifrey, where Time Lords reigned,
With minds like fire and souls unchained,
He left their halls of red and gold,
To walk the dark, to break the mold.
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A madman with a box that sings,
Of swirling stars and ancient kings,
He dances through eternity,
With hearts of hope and mystery.
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He’s watched the rise, he’s seen the fall,
Of empires vast and creatures small.
He’s fought the silence, faced the flood,
And wrote his story out in blood.
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The Time Lords once, so cold and wise,
With judgment deep behind their eyes,
Yet when their pride turned skies to flame,
He bore the cost, he took the blame.
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He saves the world with wit, not guns,
With clever plans and clever runs.
He speaks of peace, yet walks through war,
A lonely god, forever more.
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And still he laughs, and still he cries,
A child of time who never dies.
For every face he leaves behind,
Another grows, another mind.
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But in his core one truth will cling,
That kindness is the bravest thing.
A Time Lord, yes, but something more:
A Doctor, knocking on your door.
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THE END
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And, it's on-topic for both newsgroups!
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:-)

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Thanks, I'll have a coffee and a read.
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🙂

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cheers!

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Good morning, Doctor, enjoyed it.
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So who is the The Doctor of alt.arts.poetry.comments ?

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I'm not sure we have one, but you're welcome to join us and post poetry
any time, Doctor.
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🙂

 
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