Re: "Sunshine Seventy-Seven" / Will Dockery

Will Dockery wrote:

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Sunshine Seventy-Seven

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I went and sold some blood
then bought
a big bottle of wine.

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Copped some weed
so we could party
and celebrate my new job.

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Blind bat getting rowdy
tried to attack Jimmy Green.

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He picked up a stick
off the darkened street
smacked the bat down.

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While I was over at her house
I helped Galatea
paint her bathroom green.

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Powder snow whisked up my nose
to my brain
pizzeria summit meeting.

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Then riding all night
delivering pizza.

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Feeling the hot dabs
of Summer swelter
and going to bed alone.

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I looked into her eyes
in the morning light
as we walked
on the dew covered grass.

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The clouds churned white
it seemed like
a hundred years ago.

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I had the stoned awareness
there were illustrations
in my thoughts
obviously created by her stare

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Her kisses
could have lasted forever
her eyes
were like two blue stones
my thoughts flew like birds.

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On the blood red clay of the bank
we sat
she was sitting behind me
wrapped around me.

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I could feel the air
so hot and dry.

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The sun swam over the lake
in crimson floods
the clouds were shifting
in orange flashes.

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Like golden chains
the clouds cut across the blue sky
my thoughts of her
seemed to freeze my blood.

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The day mellowed finally
I wondered when or if
she was ever coming back
it was so silent.

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I found that she was gone
told her goodbye on the telephone
as the sun went down
blazing red.

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Blue stars sparkled
on the black sky above
as I sat on the corner
smoking my weed.

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Wondering how much longer
I would have to wait
waiting for the sky to split.

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The night lumbered on
club-footed
I wished she would
come to my window
and lay beside me again.

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Her eyes
like blue stones
as my thoughts
flew like birds.

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-Will Dockery (July 1977)

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From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/12/sunshine-seventy-seven.html

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Second read, quite lovely poetry....