A Remembrance of the Doors In 72
The year was ‘72; Morrison had died,
yet I felt little sorrow, for when he was in his prime,
I was a pre-teen junkie for bubble-gum rock
like the songs of Herman and his Hermits, Grass Roots, Bread
and whatever else became hot tunes on the radio.
Knowing little about Jim Morrison, I was aware of his name,
however, and was a fan of three famous songs:
“Light My Fire,” “Hello I Love You,” and “People are Strange.”
Stopping by Woolworth’s later on in ‘72,
I came upon a compilation album of the Doors
named Weird Scenes Inside the Gold Mine.
I had been collecting albums but never one of the Doors.
The album was a very good price, so I nabbed it!
At night I lay in bed listening to the album’s tunes,
some of which were, as the album’s name implied, indeed weird.
However, I enjoyed lifting the needle of my record player
again and again to spin on the turntable
two of my favorite songs from that album:
“Don’t You Love Her Madly” and “Riders on the Storm.”
Listening again after all these years
and knowing now what I know of Jim Morrison and his demise,
I sense the irony as I listen to the last lines
of “Riders on the Storm” -
“Girl you gotta love your man. . .”
up to this incongruous lyric: “Our Life will never end.”
May 13, 2019 for Chantelle Anne Cooke's "Writers on the Storm" Contest
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