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Jim Morrison's Poems

These are a few of Jim's poems some of these poems have no titles so they are seperated by lines.


SCIENCE OF NIGHT

Earth Air Fire Water
Mother Father Sons & Daughters
Airplane in the starry night
First fright
Forest follow free
I love thee watch how I love thee


It was the greatest night of my life
Although I still had not found a wife
I had my friends right there beside me
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crown the young child's fragile eggshell mind
We scaled the wall
We tripped thru the graveyard
Ancient shapes were all around us
No music but the wet grass felt fresh beside the fog
Two made love in a silent spot
one chased a rabbit into the dark
A girl got drunk & made the dead
And I gave empty sermons to my head
Cemetery cool & quiet
Hate to leave
your sacred lay
Dread the milky coming of the day


The Endless quest a vigilof watchtowers and fortresses
against the sea and time.
Have they won? Perhaps.
They still stand and in
their silent rooms still wander the souls of the dead.
who keep their watch on the living.
Soon enough we shall join them.
Soon enough we shall walkthe walls of time.
We shallmiss nothing
except each other.


Why the desire for death.

A clean paper or pure white wall.
One false
line, a scratch, a mistake.
Unerasable. So obscureby
adding million other
tracings, blend it
,cover over.
But the original scratch
remains, written in
gold blood, shining.

Desire for a Perfect Life


OPEN
The Night is young
& full of rest
I can't describe the
way she's dress'd
She'll pander to some strange
requests
Anything that you suggest
Anything to please her guest

(From WILDERNESS)

For
Pamela Susan


The Desert -- roseate metallic blue
& insect green
blank mirrors & pools of silver
a universe in one body


you must confront your life
which is sneaking up on you
like a rapt coiled serpent
snail-slime
you must confront the inevitable
eventually
Bloody Bones has got you!


Cock-Pit

Cock-pit
I am real Take a snapshot of me
He is real, shot
Reality is what has been
concealed from us for so long
birth sex death
we're alive when we laugh
when we can feel the
rush & spurt of blood
blood is real in its redness
the rainbow is real in absence of blood


SUDDEN ATTACK


Sudden attack
Stabbed & hacked but no
pain no death

Zone of silence
Sudden powered
mute strangeness
& awareness
most awkward to the mind
alive w/ love & laughter
& memory sweet of kinder
times
when we spoke & words
had soft form by
a fire


ELECTRIC STORM


electric storm
from the front
barometer at zero
forest
blue-eyed dog
strangled by snow
Night storm
flight-drive thru deserts
neon capitals, Wilderness
echoed & silenced
by angels

Angel Flight
to tobacco farm
the roadhouse
tomorrow

get ready for the Night
the rumors on waking
a gradual feeling of
learning & remembering

imagine a heaven in the
night-time
would one member be missing?