jimi hendrix was an alien he spoke to me through tune
there i lay under silken sky speakers glowing like the moon
his chords caressed the heavens and made the flowers bloom
on a sparkleing night you may hear him playing from the tombe
up there with the greats above the gloomy gloom
still jamming with the creatures cats and boom
remembering upon the road with vampire bats and the doomy doom
invisible awe the likes of whitch youve never seen before going zoom
his tree house must of shone,owls eyes tribal whitches with brooms
upon his birth a sonic boom from the wombe dragons consumeing gloom
the sphynx nodding upon his delivery saying "give the guy some room
that super nover makes peacocks jealouse!"as he played a polychromatic plume.
Author notes
has a fear and loatheing in las vagas refrence and also needs a chorus.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Great Write!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This was a terrific write with great imagery. Your words took us on a wonderful journey into the past and into the heavens. Thank you for sharing. Take care, Sandy
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Ah. I love the beat ...
of this very lyrical poem. Do you think I can write like this, hmmmmmmmm?
Love
Myra
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clever piece in all the pieces
las vegas is a city that never rests
and that is frightening me
we're watching rolls
gambling
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