Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Jan 10, 2012 9:52:55 GMT
Wilderness: Jim Morrison The Lords: Jim Morrison
I read the first chapter of The Lords in about 20 minutes, I think Jim was analytical on his viewpoint's of urban society covering the 1-5 class levels taught in urban design from 1 the poor prostitutes and brothels to class level -5 - the producer's of movies and wealthy people in class 5 neighbourhood's although I think he made a mockery of the movie industry which as we know is a million dollar a day business, and some of his poetry was in short verse, although I can understand how he writes about voyeurism and people relating to life his concepts would of evolved more if he wrote as a person in his 30's I think some of his poems were to broad and other's deep with comparison's of life. The Lords read more like a sonnet or a Long Ode, for a poet to publish any work is good poetry but all poetry could be better we know this from reading my works of poetry also, the 1969/1970 copyright on the book explains Jims train of thought for that era, if his voice and tone was written about 2001 society I bet Jim Morrison's poetry would sound different his voice show's that of a young man about 22 -25 in this first set of poetry ,revealing ,early poems and most poets grow to nurture their work after 10 year's so I think if Jim revised this edition it sound more current representing more of today's culture, although his work in this chapter was narrative type essay and also descriptive read like English comp 2 report and poetry mixed in this long poem, although I guess this is a taste of what Jim had in store for his audience in this chapter The Lords to direct thru what he thought he was controlling.… I skipped to page 73 read the poem called Explosion.. What I thought as I free write and jot down ideas in my note book on JDM poetry is here revealed in a message to a friend; The explosion Jim may have envisioned thru television or a war perhaps, or envisioned the future before it happened perhaps wecan relate this poem to current events that took place on 9/11/2002 in America I don’t know, the poem leaves thought process and imagination to audience also, and is a descriptive poem, leading to and unknown end perhaps as JDM lived his life a explosion of music and chaos or poetic terror upon us ,his fans left to ponder of his work or his life or his own ends. At the beginning of the book Wilderness there is a quote to Pam from Jim “I think I was once” (perhaps meant to be Jim was in total love with his ego and surrounding's) “I think we were” meaning I think Jim was referring to Pam and Jim being passionate and in Love, “your milk is my wine” meaning JDM gets high of Pam and her love for him and “my silk is your shine” .. Jim wanted us to know he bought her gifts, to wear or sell and look nice in and perhaps this brought Joy to both of them and made both Jim and Pam smile..
As I flip randomly through to page 132. That’s how I choose the poems I flick the pages then stop like Russian roulette I guess to read the next piece of poetry I land on 132 and the poem was “Ode to LA whilst thinking of Brian Jones, Deceased”. Who is they who picked him to be the Prince of Denmark? “I am a resident of a city” obvious he lived in LA at the time the poem was written we must dive into Jims mind to pry out who is Ophelia, ghosts of the past holding candles perhaps before light was invented the ghost's roaming earth in a purgatory state or a ghost is a mythical being? Come back brave warrior may mean the fearless person or soldier in the self to reside in the mind and take control of ones own nightmare’s. The competing with the silence is one's lost self the silent being of one's mind perhaps, and you left your nothing could this be what people leave behind average people that can not paint or write a book or design a tower to scream at babble, you left your nothing? Think about what, most of the world leaves behind smog, grit, pollution, debris, empty cans torn out trees abandonment of children ,family, self, world, life perhaps ,you’ve left your nothing and only artist leave there mark or scars on the world either thru books or painting or building's or films or sculpture but every-one else has left there nothing?----
L’America page 45 ‘clothed in sunlight’ reminds me of the nude beach at the Lighthouse Beach Long Island NY a mile stretch of freedom from clothes and being in the sun, restless in wanting reminds me of wanting women that are rock stars or women that are models of wanting a cold beer on a hot day or in a heat wave the feeling of wanting to get high or a education or for a wife or a relationship to last more than a week......restless in wanting has many directional course's to chart or leave's imagination open to reader’s, dying of fever perhaps malaria or another deadly fever...? changed shapes of a empire the fall of the third reich the roman empire collapsed JDM watched many movies could of got that notion from a film,or a text-book from school. Starling invaders, perhaps the invaders or Norwegian past Vikings or police invading ones privacy or invasion from outer space? starling invaders a intrusion of ones self...vast promissory notes of joy, perhaps a I O U from a girlfriend for some owed friendship
Chris Manfra from Amyitiville, Long Island, New York.
Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Nov 23, 2012 9:00:02 GMT
She's selling news in the market Time in the hall The girls of the factory Rolling cigars They haven't invented musak yet So I read to them From the BOOK OF DAYS a horror story from the Gothic age a gruesome romance From the LA Plague.
I have a vision of America Seen from the air 28,000 ft. & going fast
A one-armed man in Texas parking labyrinth A burnt tree like a giant primeval bird in an empty lot in Fresno Miles & miles of hotel corridors & elevators, filled w/ citizens.
Motel Money Murder Madness Change the mood from glad to sadness
play the ghost song baby.
Part of the development of this poem from the Green Songbook circa 1965/66
"That's the trouble with reality!.... it's taken far too seriously! I do hope God is good to me and Santa Claus to the children! Celebrate...this parties over...I'm going home!"