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James Douglas Morrison

I lived from 1943-1971. I was from the USA, and am in the Americas category.

"I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps, "Oh look at that!" Then - whoosh, and I'm gone... and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me - ever."- Jim Morrison

My poetry

  • Wilderness
    I think I was once
    I think we were
    1677 lines, 2 comments
  • Just Thinking Of You
    Watching whitecaps roll into the ocean of blue.
    With a smile on my face just thinking of you.
    11 lines, 4 comments
  • The Celebration Of The Lizard
    Lions in the street & roaming
    Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
    153 lines, 7 comments
  • Paris Journal
    So much forgotten already
    So much forgotten
    218 lines, 3 comments
  • The New Creatures
    Snakeskin jacket
    Indian eyes
    608 lines, 2 comments
  • Notes On Vision
    Look where we worship. We all live in the city.
    The city forms- often physically, but inevitably
    573 lines, 1 comment
  • In This Dim Cave
    In this dim cave
    we can go no further
    21 lines, 11 comments

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