The Poetry of Jim Morrison

I assembled some of Jim's spoken word poetry from "The Lost Paris Tapes" with some relaxing piano pieces.
LYRICS:
Can we resolve the past, lurking jaws, joints of time
The base, to come of age in a dry place
Holes and caves
The music was new black polished chrome
And came over the summer like liquid night
The DJ's took pills to stay awake
And play for seven days

The generals son had a sister
They went down to see him
They went to the studio and someone knew him
Someone knew the TV showman
He came to our homeroom party and played records
And when he left in the hot noon sun
And walked to his car
He saw the chooks had written
F-U-C-K on his windshield
He wiped it off with a white rag
And smiling coolly drove away
He's rich, got a big car

And so I say to you
The silk handkerchief was embroidered in china or japan
Behind the steel curtain
And now one can cross the borderline without proper credentials
This is to say that we are all sensate and occasionally sad
And if every partner in crime were to incorporate promises in his program
The land might end, and all our friends would follow another program
Who are our friends?
Are they sullen and slow
Do they have great desire or are they one of the multitude who
Walk
Doubting
Their impossible regret

Certainly things happen, and re-occur
In continuous promise
All of us have found a safe niche where we can store up riches
And talk to our fellows on the same premise of disaster
But this will not do
No, this will never do
There are continents and shores which beseech our understanding
Seldom have we been so slow
Seldom have we been so far
My only wish is to see Far Arden again

The truth is on his chest
The cellular excitement has totally inspired our magic veteran
And now for an old trip
I'm tired of the night
I want the old forms to reassert their sexual cool
My friend is just... you know
And this morning before I sign off
I would like to tell you about texas radio and the big beat
It moves into the perimeter of your sacred sincere and dedicated smile
Like a calm veteran of the psychic war
He was no general for he was not old
He was no private, for he could not be sold
He was only a man and his dedication extended to the last degree
Poor pretentious soldier
Come home

The dark Los Angeles evening is steaming
The church that we attended
And I miss my boy
Stupid and green
What the color green?
when I watch the TV and I see helicopters swirling
Their brutal and bountiful sensation
Over the fields and the comic walls
I can only smile and fix a meal
And think about the child who will one day own you
In conclusion darling, let me repeat
Your home is still here, in violet in certain
And I open the wide smile of my remembrance
Of your lunging thighs
This to you on the anniversary of our first night
I know you love me to talk this way
I hope no one sees this message
Written in the calm lonely far out languid afternoon

There's a belief by the children of man which states
All will be well
Search on man, calm savior
Veteran of wars, incalculable greed
Search on man, calm savior
Godspeed and forgive you
Morning star, fragrant meadow person girl

Tell them you came and and saw and looked into my eyes
And saw the shadows of the guard receding
Thoughts in time and out of season
The hitchhiker stood by the side of the road
And leveled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason
And then a car passes
Why does my mind circle around you
Why do planets wonder what it would be like to be you
All your soft wild promises were words
Birds
Endlessly in flight
Your dog is still lost in the frozen woods
Or he would run to you
How can he run to you
Lunging with blooded sickness on the snow
He is still sniffing gates and searching strangers for your smell
Which he remembers very well
Is there a moon in your window?
Is madness laughing?
Can you still run down beach rocks, bed below without him?

My name is the holy shea
I come to town this day
To tell tell my story to the judge
Judge Judge Judge Judge
The man is not wanted here
Come to our house say the mandorino
And tell us why it is you stray so near
And why you run 'way fast and come back slow
In the middle of the sun, In the middle of the day
When even an idiot goes indoors

Then we hear a whistle like a bosun's pipe
And the carnival immediately begins, gradually mixing
Rain
Thunder
Bullfight
Football
Playground
War
Penny arcade
Babylon fading

What was that?
I dunno... Sounds like... Guns. Thunder...

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[SERABELMO]

does anyone know the piano peice that starts at 3:22 ?

[911Infowarrior]

@SERABELMO "Clair de Lune" by Claude Debussy.

[911Infowarrior]

RIP Jim Morrison - December 8, 1943 – July 3, 1971 

[JoeFoderaroMusic]

is that all one poem

[911Infowarrior]

@JoeFoderaroMusic No, it's several tracks \ poems from The Lost Paris Tapes jumbled together.

[TheEucharestia]

Anyone know the name of the very first piano piece?

[911Infowarrior]

@TheEucharestia Erik Satie's Gymnopedie No.1

[DEI420]

a millioin thanks from me Jim was such a poet fuck long live the poet long live the lizard king long live JIM......He aint dead he is just on a vacation away from the rapein of mother earth and away from all this war and hatered until there is PEACE in the world which will be hell I have no clue w/ the way the world is goin

[emiliogc2]

que palomada aaaaaaa



[15shakur]

gracias por conseguirte la poesia ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ahora lo traducire

[ouithennalounipassit]

@TheRandomNess77 it wont end. jim will never end. forever. only the song the end. jim has no end. wow forever. the doors. ray, john, robbie. love ya all

[Tonyalex70]

Grande Jim !

[ENTREELCENTENO]

@911Infowarrior but these are the complete tracks ?

[NannaMorrison1]

all my friends dont like jim. my two best friends didnt, then i showed then when youre strange and the oliver stone movie, and now they like jim!:)

[CrimesonWitcher]

@mysticarbol You want an eight minute long poem on the radio? Not gonna happen.

[demordrixer]

mi gran maestro...

[locosds15]

For all the comment about war, goverment,conspiraci,911. This is poetry from one of the mos talent person either engoyt or go watch something else.

[mysticarbol]

ancient aliens is a good show...im sorry great show