I know there is a strong link between music and poetry, so some people might already consider Jim Morrison a poet. Fans of the Doors can’t help but notice the lyrically style and poetic elements Morrison put into his rock ‘n’ roll. But, he also published a volume of poetry titled The Lords and the New Creatures, and had several of his unpublished poetry compiled into a volume posthumously.
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.
And just in case some of you aren’t familiar with the Doors, below are the lyrics to one of their songs:
Shake dreams from you hair,
my pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and the sign of your day,
the day’s divinity,
first thing you see.
A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon,
couples naked race down by its quiet side,
and we laugh like soft, mad children,
smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy.
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose, they crooned, 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, and dances.
Indians scattered on Dawn’s Highway bleeding,
ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind