A New Epitaph for Pere Lachaise

Sensitive, Mystical Poet
Your legacy lives on;
Stoned as petrified reptile
In the amber resin of your ageless words,
Passionate images.
ROCK IS NOT DEAD!
Only sleeping in the spirit of your generation.
How peculiar a twist of fate comes awakening.
The virgin student fascinated by disc technology
Finds camaraderie among your lyrics.
A lost soul reaches for a book of library poetry
To discover forgotten passions in your verse.
A collage of celluloid impressions moves a observer
To search beyond for remembered truths.
Death has no hold on your ancient powers.
Your time has come again
Myth ignited into flame.
Dormant seeds of great vision
Have begun to burst and grow.
The secont doming of generation,
Older, wiser, the struggle for justice lost in
Decades of the struggle for paper.
The realization of selling out what was once held most dear.
Footsteps caught in midair, a sobering look back toward
A fork in the road of life.
We should have listened to forewarning
The delicate thread of the search for truth
Once again unites our legions.
Years of obligations and promises behind,
One by one "we get together one more time,"
Dare to light the candle of long ago dreams,
Lift the staff of courage, sincerity, the thing that is right.
Small contributions by sheer numbers,
Our dream of America - Proud, Free, Green
Seems less impossible.
I wish you were here to see it...

Jan Eloise Morris
http://www.cinetropic.com
Celebrating the arts

James Douglas Morrison
12-30-92

Marbled mysterious eyes
thou possess
A vision of curiosity
or experience-
I could not quite decide
Maybe it is both
I look deep into thine eyes
And meet with thine soul
Oh, how could you
take me this way?
Places I have never
been before
And images I have never seen
An Erotic Politician
The Lizard King
Somehow I feel
And understand thou being


He is the One
03-13-91

He stands there
Doing his thing
It is a pleasure to see
Forget I may never
His contoured face of art
I can feel it
Tingle in my stomach
The excitement I feel
It is much too overwhelming
He is the One