"A quality of ignorance, self-deception may be necessary to the poet's survival""I am troubled Imeasurably By your eyesI am struck By the feather Of your soft ReplyThe sound of glass Speaks quick DisdainAnd conceals What your eyes fight To explain" ~Jim Morrison"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" ~Jim Morrison"Why do I drink? So that I can write poetry. Sometimes when it's all spun out and all that is ugly recedes into a deep sleep there is an awakening and all that remains is true. As the body is ravaged the spirit grows stronger. Forgive me Father for I know what I do. I want to hear the last Poem of the last Poet." ~Jim Morrison
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"As I look back over my life I am struck by postcards, ruined snap shots, faded posters of a time, I can't recall" ~Jim Morrisontarget="_blank""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" ~Jim Morrison"The politics of ecstasy are real Can't you feel them working thru you. Turning night into day Mixing sun with the sea." ~Jim Morrison
" Where are my dreamers today and tonight. Where are my dancers whirling and screaming. Where are my women quietly dreaming caught like angels on the dark porch of a velvet ranch dance dance dance dance dance dance dance." ~Jim Morrison"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 crowd 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 in my head. cemetery cool & quiet Hate to Leave your sacred lay Dread the milky coming of the day." ~Jim Morrison