Or this:

Jim Morrison couldnt possibly write anything so deep:

Peggy went down to the shops
To buy Kitty a gift
The gifts were on the second floor
So Peggy took the lift.

All you've done is try to choose the most neanderthal of Jim's sentiments to ridiculously attempt to prove an equally ridiculous assertion.
Anyone that knows Morrison's poetry is aware that Jim embraced his creatureliness as well as higher mental functions.

He was the son of an admiral. He, through his own initiative, mind you, & not because anyone instructed him to do so (in fact he was instructed to do just the opposite), had read a significant portion of the world's great literature by the time he was sixteen. He left home (& a virtually guaranteed life of privilege) out of high school & started hitchhiking. He was always a seeker & a sufferer, which are the necessary catalysts to gain access to the unconscious & create enduring art.

Just how did this turn into Delmore Schwartz vs. Jom Morrision?

Actually, I'm sarcastically feigning not knowing how...I know how Delmore Schwartz got mentioned. It's because porkmarras wanted to name drop him & being seemingly incapable to do it in an honest, germane way, he threw it out there willy-nilly in a confrontational way.

Look, Delmore Schwartz is a literary figure. He was born to poor immigrants & fostered a poet's soul. sonicl is, on the other hand, some kid that likes to type annoying bragadoccio on internet message boards.

Just so we could possibly reach some smidgen of agreement here, I'll offer the following & I hope it lends some understanding.

Jim Morrision, as a poet, did a small amount of good work for which he will always be remembered & revered, but yes, Jim Morrison is overrated. What I mean by that is analagous to the visual art world as well. There are millions & millions of people that dig on Morrison's poetry & have never read the sonnets of Shakespeare or Alfred Lord Tennyson or even something more contemporary like Delmore Schwartz, Kingsley Amis or Pablo Neruda for instance, just like there are millions & millions of people that own books on M.C. Escher & Salvador Dali & know next to nothing about Marcel Duchamp or say, Mark Rothko.
At least Jim, due to his good influences & thoughtful understanding of the written word, points the way towards the study of mythology & psychology & the personal discovery of greater writers like those of the beat generation & also true masters like Poe & Blake.

I was just having some fun, Atari.
Of course I am aware that that is perhaps the dumbest thing he ever wrote.

I actually don't think it's dumb at all truth be told. After all, what you quoted is not from a poem, it's a lyric from a song & the line suits "Roadhouse Blues" perfectly.

Oh,atari but Jim couldnt have possibly written this:

The heavy bear who goes with me,
A manifold honey to smear his face,
Clumsy and lumbering here and there,
The central ton of every place,
The hungry beating brutish one
In love with candy, anger, and sleep,
Crazy factotum, dishevelling all,
Climbs the building, kicks the football,
Boxes his brother in the hate-ridden city.
Breathing at my side, that heavy animal,
That heavy bear who sleeps with me,
Howls in his sleep for a world of sugar,
A sweetness intimate as the water's clasp,
Howls in his sleep because the tight-rope
Trembles and shows the darkness beneath.
The strutting show-off is terrified,
Dressed in his dress-suit, bulging his pants,
Trembles to think that his quivering meat
Must finally wince to nothing at all.
That inescapable animal walks with me,
Has followed me since the black womb held,
Moves where I move, distorting my gesture,
A caricature, a swollen shadow,
A stupid clown of the spirit's motive,
Perplexes and affronts with his own darkness,
The secret life of belly and bone,
Opaque, too near, my private, yet unknown,
Stretches to embrace the very dear
With whom I would walk without him near,
Touches her grossly, although a word
Would bare my heart and make me clear,
Stumbles, flounders, and strives to be fed
Dragging me with him in his mouthing care,
Amid the six billion of his kind,
The scrimmage of appetite everywhere

My rhymes are clearly written for pre-school children. At that age a child's mind is more likely to be stimulated by sillyness than seriousness - See, for instance, Dr Seuss or Edward Lear (I am not trying to compare what I have posted with either of those writers, by the way, I am simply using them as examples of nonsense poetry written to stimulate a child's mind). My rhymes would hopefully encourage a small child's imagination in a way which he or she will enjoy. They aren't written in a serious vein because they aren't meant to be taken seriously. I posted them in a jokey thread for the benefit of Pookie, who has a young daughter who has recently broken her leg, and from what he has posted, she enjoyed them. For me, mission accomplished.

Do you seriously think that I am trying to compare what I have written with Jim Morrison's deep meaningful work? Would I compare the Archies with The Velvet Underground?

I really don't remember there being anything in the terms and conditions for this board that it is only to be used for intellectual discourse. If there is anything to that effect in the contract that I implicitly signed when I joined up, please do let me know and I will gladly resign forwith.

Philistine!

Right on sonicl!Or this:
Take this kiss upon thy brow
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow -
You are not wrong, to deem
That my days have been but a dream;
Yet if Hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

You,the second person who voted Barbara Cartland,please come forward.

Probably Cantankerous. We all know that within her beats a pink fluffy heart.

Why do I even bother with such pig-headed contrarians?

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Just how did this turn into Delmore Schwartz vs. Jom Morrision?

Actually, I'm sarcastically feigning not knowing how...I know how Delmore Schwartz got mentioned. It's because porkmarras wanted to name drop him & being seemingly incapable to do it in an upfront, genuine, honest & germane way, he threw it out there willy-nilly in a confrontational way.

Look, Delmore Schwartz is a literary figure. He was born to poor immigrants & fostered a poet's soul. sonicl is, on the other hand, some kid that likes to type annoying bragadoccio on internet message boards.

Now sonicl, with his last post, is PREDICTABLY backtracking & claiming "it was all a big joke"...


Just so we could possibly reach some smidgen of agreement here, I'll offer the following & I hope it lends some understanding.

Jim Morrision, as a poet, did a small amount of good work for which he will always be remembered & revered, but yes, Jim Morrison is overrated. What I mean by that is analagous to the visual art world as well. There are millions & millions of people that dig on Morrison's poetry & have never read the sonnets of Shakespeare or Alfred Lord Tennyson or even something more contemporary like Delmore Schwartz, Kingsley Amis or Pablo Neruda for instance, just like there are millions & millions of people that own books on M.C. Escher & Salvador Dali & know next to nothing about Marcel Duchamp or say, Mark Rothko.
At least Jim, due to his good influences & thoughtful understanding of the written word, points the way towards the study of mythology & psychology & the personal discovery of greater writers like those of the beat generation & also true masters like Poe & Blake.

Kid? I'm 39, Atari.

Because you are somewhat pig-headed yourself?

Whatever atari.I'm not even bothered to reply to your rather moody,confrontational post.Think what you like for all i care.Jim Morrison's poetry is garbage.

What an annoying prick.

Dude, get your own ideas & vocabulary....please.

goddamn parrot

Yeah yeah yeah.Time to take your medication man.Somebody call the nurse.

Hey, I left this fun thread four hours ago and in the meantime some humourless numbnuts have been let in. Porkmarras, what happened to those virtual bouncers you were going to employ?

And who the FUCK voted for Jim Morrison over sonicl?:confused: :mad: