The New Creatures (James Douglas Morrison Poems)
Snakeskin jacketIndian eyesBrilliant hairHe moves in disturbedNile insectAir~~~You parade thru the soft summerWe watch your eager rifle decayYour wildernessYour teeming ...
Snakeskin jacketIndian eyesBrilliant hairHe moves in disturbedNile insectAir~~~You parade thru the soft summerWe watch your eager rifle decayYour wildernessYour teeming ...
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth,Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love,But where life throngs and seethes without ...
Say prickly pears had roots which found out water,had branches bursting out in sulphur flame.Wanderers traipsing from a cracked sierramunched ...
Neither the heart cut by a piece of glassin a wasteland of thornsnor the atrocious waters seen in the cornersof ...
SomewhereAlong Kursiu Nerija,Wading, the stag will drink.Happy is he - In sandy wasteland,He has not known thirst.Happy is he - For him, ...
Delicate little girl, youlooked straightinto my heartwith the blue eyesof wild chicoryyou could havebeen my daughteryour childhoodand minecould have intertwinedas ...
You sicken me with lies,With truthful lies.And with your pious faces.And your wide, out-stretched, mock-welcome, Christian hands.While underneathIs dirt and ugliness,And ...
Sow beans south hill belowGrass flourishing beans seedling scarceMorning rise tidy wasteland uglyCarry moon carry hoe returnWay narrow grass trees ...
At twenty leagues they broke for some food,at thirty leagues they stopped for the night,walking Fifty leagues in a whole ...
"My friend, why are the Great Gods in conference?(In my dream) Anu, Enlil, and Shamash held a council,and Anu spoke ...
Turn out, boys! — "What's up with our super. to-night? The man's mad — Two hours to daybreak I'd swear ...
Stump-littered hillocks, desolate and bare,Can anyone believe you once were fair?Where are your former charms? Where did they go?Where is ...
Would there be elation and youth, the beloved and a chalice full;Several flowers and a few friends in a mellow ...
GOODBYE - O ungrateful child! You said to me - goodbye -? Madness! better it would be To separate the ...
In the wasteland of solitude, my love, quivershadows of your voice, illusions of your lips.In the wasteland of solitude, from ...
Under silver wing San Francisco's towers sprouting thru thin gas clouds, Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure Berkeley hills pine-covered below-- ...
Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and ...
Freedom. How her spirit Haunts, Hooks, Entices us all! Freedom, Will the time come For my ideas to roam Across ...
Where does evil come from? It comes from man always from man only from man - Tadeusz Rozewicz Alas, dear ...
On eves of cold, when slow coal fires, rooted in basements, burn and branch, brushing with smoke the city air; ...
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