Your Favourite Jim Poems

[TheWallsScreamedPoetry]

Share your fave poetry from Jim and if you wish tell us what it is that made you pick them.

[hippieflowergirl67]

"No one thought up being,
He who thinks he has
Step forward...."

That guy was AMAZING!

[danceonfire]

Awake
Ghost Song
The Celebration of the Lizard

[wyldlizardqueen]

I would have to go with --- Awake-Ghost Song- Celebration of the Lizard

[nick]

I am troubled
Immeasurably
By your eyes

I am struck
By the feather
of your soft
Reply

The sound of glass
Speaks quick
Disdain

And conceals
What your eyes fight
To explain


*


ODE
NEW YORK MAIDENS

everyone has Their own magic

There is no death

so nothing matters

High Style

Flash & forgive me

high button shoes

clean arrangement

messy breeding

love’s triumph

everlasting hope & fulfillment


*


Now that you have gone
all alone
the desert to explore
& left me here alone

the calmness of the town
where a girl in black
gets in a car
& searches numbly
for her keys;

Now that you have gone
or strayed away-

I sit, & listen to the hiss
of traffic & invoke
into this burned & gutted
room some ghost, some
vague resemblance of a time

Off-on, on and off,
like one long sick
electric dream.
this state is confused
state. Our there everyone
is greedy for her love.

They will drain her life
like warm connectors,
plug into her soul
From every side & melt
her form for me.

But I deserve this,
Greatest cannibal of all.
Some tired future.
Let me sleep.
Get on w/the disease

[TheWallsScreamedPoetry]

I have started to put together the Fan tribute section of the next Scorpywag issue and need fans fave poems from Jim Morrison which will also feature photos from Pere Lachaise so anyone got

a) a fave Jim poem ...send it to me or tell me where to find it and also if you have a reason why you chose it and wish to share it send it along.....

and

b) also anyone got a fave pic of yourself at Jims grave or from around the cemetary also send it to me....

Tell me who you are and where you are from so I can credit the poetry to the person who chose it ....

TheDoors4Scorpywag has been the only site on the internet to do a truly decent tribute to Jim on a regular basis this last few years and hopefully we can continue this summer....

Also seeking thoughts on Jim and The Doors...reviews of albums books and any general opinions as to are these people even worth remembering after so long.....

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TheWallsScreamedPoetry said:

Share your fave poetry from Jim and if you wish tell us what it is that made you pick them.

It's hard to pick one because he wrote so many great poems. But I relly like this one from American Prayer:

I�ll tell you this...
No eternal reward will forgive us now
For wasting the dawn.

Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused
One summer night, going to the pier
I ran into two young girls
The blonde one was called freedom
The dark one, enterprise
We talked and they told me this story
Now listen to this...
I�ll tell you about texas radio and the big beat
Soft driven, slow and mad
Like some new language
Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine
messenger
Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god
Wandering, wandering in hopeless night
Out here in the perimeter there are no stars

Out here we is stoned
Immaculate.

I love how he calls abstract idea's "Freedom & Enterprise", girls. He personalizes the idea of "Freedom & Enterprise" to give the listener a different perspective of what these words may mean to you or me. It's very clever!! I'm sure other people have done it before but it works so well with this poem. Now what does the poem mean to me.

Writing and literature were not my great strengths in school. But I think Jim is talking about early Rock & Roll or Blues and it's effect on people listening to it. How the music and words enter our mind, pleasantly stimulating our brains. It's was just like hearing "The Doors" music for the first time. It overwhelm's you at first because you never heard anything like it before. And it's so good "Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger"

The next part of the poem "Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god, Wandering, wandering in hopeless night, Out here in the perimeter there are no stars, Out here we is stoned Immaculate." I think Jim is talking about the high you get from music. The state of mind where your imagination takes you to a different world, but it's all in your head. That's why there are no stars because the perimeter is inside your mind. When you reach that state you are "Stoned Immaculate" It's such a clever and well thought out piece of poetry.

We call it poetry, but I prefer the term "Spoken Word". I think that's what Jim Morrison's does best. A lot of poetry to me seems rather dry and boring. But when you combine the words in such a way to invoke specific images or feelings in your mind the way Jim Morrison's does, I think it's brillant.

[TheWallsScreamedPoetry]

Cheers Chris
I have about half a dozen so far but could do with a lot more....so send me your choice or like Chris did put it here....explain it if you can or if you care to and I will place poetry choices as well as the reasons why on the tribute which I am hoping to see on line mid June.....

[mywildlove4371]

Wilderness the lost writings of Jim.
The opening of the trunk.

Ode to L.A while thinking of Brian Jones (deceased)

Celebration of the Lizard, Many many more!

;D

[ensenada]

this is a great poem, given to me by a friend to help me out


I can make the earth stop in
its tracks. I made the
blue cars go away.

I can make myself invisible or small.
I can become gigantic & reach the
farthest things. I can change
the course of nature.
I can place myself anywhere in
space or time.
I can summon the dead.
I can perceive events on other worlds,
in my deepest inner mind,
& in the minds of others.

I can

I am

[krista]

Hello Everyone!
My Favorite JDM poem is from page 10 of An American Prayer

They are waiting to take us into the severed garden,
Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful
comes death on a strange hour
unannounced, unplanned for
like a scaring over - friendly guest you've
brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
& gives us wings where we had
shoulders smooth as
raven's claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
this other Kingdom seems by far the best
until it's other jaw reveals incest
& loose obedience to a vegetable law
Prefer a Feast of Friends
To the Giant family

[eressie]

krista said:

Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful
comes death on a strange hour
unannounced, unplanned for
like a scaring over - friendly guest you've
brought to bed

Hello there!
Yes, that is a wonderful poem, and these lines are among my favourites.

[eressie]

Some of my favourites...

[glow=red,2,300]YOU MUST CONFRONT[/glow]

You must confront
Your life
Which is sneaking up
On you
Like a rapt coiled
Serpent

Snail­slime

You must confront
The inevitable
Eventually
Bloody Bones has got you!



[glow=red,2,300]THE CROSSROADS[/glow]

Meeting you at your parent´s gate
We will tell you what to do
What you have to do
To survive

Leave the rotten towns
Of your father
Leave the poisoned wells
And bloodstained streets
Enter now the sweet forest


Both these poems go into my heart, cause I relate so much to them on a personal level.

[cindy]

what poem is the line, "she dances in a ring of fire..." from...I am trying to find that poem..

thanks, cindy

[cindy]

There are so many I dont have one favorite, but here is one I really like alot..

Lets swim to the moon
lets climb thru the tide
penetrate the evenin
That the city sleeps to hide
Lets swim out tonight love
Its our turn to try
Parked beside the ocean
On our moonlight drive.

Lets swim to the moon
Lets climb thru the tide
Surrender to the waiting worlds
That lap against our side.
Nothin left open
And no time to decide,
Weve stepped into a river
On our moonlight drive.

Lets swim to the moon
Lets climb thru the tide
You reach your hand to hold me
But I cant be your guide.
Easy , I love you
As I watch you glide,
Falling through wet forests
On our moonlight drive,
Midnight moonlight drive.

Come on. baby, gonna take a littler ride,
Down , down by the ocean side.
Gonna get real close,
Get real tight, Baby gonna drown tonight.
Goin down, down, down.

[jm]

1.Ode to LA while thinking of Brian Jones (deceased)
2.Moonlight Drive
3.The Celebration of the Lizard
4.The Ghost Song
5.Awake

[sparky]

Angels and sailors,
rich girls,
backyard fences,
tents,
Dreams watching each other narrowly,
Soft luxuriant cars.
Girls in garages, stripped
out to get liquor and clothes,
half gallons of wine and six packs of beer.
Jumped, humped, born to suffer,
made to undress in the wilderness.

I will never treat you mean
Never start no kind of scene
I\'ll tell you every place and person that I\'ve been

Always a playground instructor, never a killer,
Always a bridesmaid on the verge of fame or over,
He maneuvered two girls in to his hotel room.
One a friend, the other, the young one, a newer stranger
Vaguely Mexican or Puerto Rican.
Poor boys thighs and buttocks scarred by a father\'s belt,
She\'s trying to rise.
Story of her boyfriend, of teenage stoned death games,
Handsome lad, dead in a car.
Confusion.
No connections.
Come \'ere.
I love you.
Peace on earth.
Will you die for me?
Eat me.
This way.
The end.




THIS IS BY FAR ONE OF MY FAVOURITE JIM POEMS. I LOVE IT TO BITS.

[itisstillnovember]

Midnight
criminal metabolism of guilt forest
Rattlesnakes whistles catcalls

Remove me from this hall of mirrors
This filthy glass

Are you her
Do you look like that
How could you be when
no one ever could

Poet of the call-girl storm

She left a note on the bedroom door.
"If I'm out, bring me to."

I dropped by to see you
late last night
But you were out
like a light
Your head was on the floor
& rats played pool w/ your eyes

Death is a good disguise
for late at night

Wrapping all its games in its calm garden

But what happens
when the guests return
& all unmask
& you are asked
to leave
for want of a smile

I'll still take you then
But I'm your friend

[hungryhippoo]

Cancer city
Urban fall
Summer sadness
The highways of the old town
Ghosts in cars
Electric shadows

simplistic....yet provocative

[miepie]

I have several poems I really like but this is one of my favorite;


A vast radiant beach & a cool jewelled moon.
Couples naked race down by its quiet side &we laugh like a soft mad children,
smug in the wooly cottonbrains of infancy.

the music & voices are all around us.

Choose, the croon
The ancient ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake

Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream, come with us
Everything is broken up
& dances