When the still sea conspires an armor And her sullen and aborted currents Breed tiny monsters True sailing is dead Awkward instant And the first animal is jettisoned Legs furiously pumping Their stiff green gallop And heads bob up Poise Delicate Pause Consent In mute nostril agony Carefully refined And sealed over
Writer/s: Jim Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Robert A Krieger
Publisher: Doors Music Company
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Nady from Adelaide, Australiaits such an intence piece of poetry. i.ve got it on dvd live at the hollywood bowl in 1968, its extraordinary
Michael from Jacksonvillw, FlBest poem Jim ever wrote.
Madison from Norway, MeThis is the saddest song I have ever heard. The visuals this song conjures up are distubing to say the least. I can't even listen to it anymore.
Andrew from Adelaide, AustraliaThis one of the first poems that Morrison ever wrote. It instills a deep fear of drowning and a love of nature.
Christina from Baltimore, MdJim was a very profound writer and til' now, I had NO IDEA this was taken from a "Nostradamus prophecy"...that makes it even COOLER! Some complex writing there...LONG LIVE MORRISON!
Ashley from Moncton, CanadaThis has some amazing poetry in it. A lot of what Jim Morrison wrote inspires my writing, actually.
Elanor from Zagreb, MoOne of the first Jim's poems ever written.
Loretta from Liverpool, Englandthe first part is from a nostradamus prophecy