Maids Are Bickering
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greatpoetryMaids are bickering in the hall
The day is warm
Last night's perfume
I lie alone in this
cool room
My mind is calm and swirling
like the marble pages of an
old book
I'm a cold clean skeleton
scarecrow on a hill
in April
Wind eases the arches
of my boney Kingdom
Wind whistles thru my mind
and soul
My life is an open book
or a T.V confession
by: Jim Morrison
~Notebook Poems~
The American Night
The day is warm
Last night's perfume
I lie alone in this
cool room
My mind is calm and swirling
like the marble pages of an
old book
I'm a cold clean skeleton
scarecrow on a hill
in April
Wind eases the arches
of my boney Kingdom
Wind whistles thru my mind
and soul
My life is an open book
or a T.V confession
by: Jim Morrison
~Notebook Poems~
The American Night
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Date: 2004-06-23 07:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-23 07:36 am (UTC)you jest...
he did!
and still does...
least, my world...
*smirks*
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Date: 2004-06-23 02:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-24 07:14 am (UTC)only famous male i ever hung on my wall...
only famous male i ever truly crushed on...
in ways that should be considered absurd...
hell, i still cannot let him go...
it's nice to meet others who can understand...
my connection...
i'm glad you enjoyed my post of his work...
*soft smile*