Best Jimi Poems

Electric poems reverberated,
Within the walls of a London abode.
A psychedelic haze fueled the gift,
That a creative heart was bestowed.

Far from his broomstick days,
Passionate strums…electrified the room.
Emphasizing the pain from within,
Recalling the days he strummed the broom.

Acid rock...illuminated the winding path,
That led his creative heart to...

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J	imi, a talented guitarist
I	n the world of Rock
M	ade young girls cry 
I	n his world, how he shined!

H	ard wired to play
E	arly love for guitars
N	ever found Nirvana 
D	ying each day, endless pain
R	iding strings of his music	
I	n his mind, demons taunted	
X	iting  too soon, young legend!...

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He came from a distant galaxy
On his way to planet Earth,
he stopped over to visit Mars
but didn’t like the atmosphere
No clubs, outdoor concerts or studios
and just a few microscopic life forms,
thus the audiences were rather sparse
They were rather small-minded as well
and did NOT appreciate his...

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Discovered so young
waiting for nothing, but found
love the little things...

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Excuse me while I kiss the sky
Seeking answers – why’d Jimi die?

Perhaps it was the Burning of the Midnight Lamp
Hey Joe!  Don’t know? Revisit his amp

Purple Haze shrouded by mystery
Woodstock legend resounds in history

Vietnam veteran’s soulful, haunting cry
Excuse me while I kiss this guy



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Made my name in Monterey
BB,Muddy ,the key to how I play;
Bell bottom fashion was my thing,
Little Richard was my king
like his voice,my guitar sings.


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From the Festival at Monterey 
Through Woodstock and his anthem play
His Experience and Band of Gypsys days
To his icon hit, Purple Haze 

We remember Jimi even today
His wah-wah pedal and feedback ways
It’s so sad that he ended his days
Far too young to hear the praise.




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Author’s note: (This poem is true.  Nothing in it is falsified or purposely omitted, even to 
protect the guilty.  Written one day that I had to take a z pak and some crazy cough 
medicine (prescribed).)


Here I sit, sick in bed,
With Jimi Hendrix...

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Tonight, 
 I had a date with the mountain

Tonight,
 I made those promises impend

Tonight, 
 behind the shadow of my fear

Tonight, 
 —the devil smiled at me again

(Seattle Washington: ‘Something For Jimi’
  March, 2017)...

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Tonight,
I had a date with the mountain

Tonight,
I made those promises impend

Tonight,
behind the shadow of my fear

Tonight
—the devil smiled at me again

(Seattle Washington: March, 2017)...

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If 9 were 6 and 6 were 9,
Everything would be just fine.
Ballgames wouldn't take quite so long,
Fewer clouds needed for a feeling so strong.
The Revolution's number wouldn't be so high,
And we'd sleep a bit deeper after we die.
But cats would have to be more careful,
And...

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days that brought me to worship
sounds of deity echoing through my room
music that deftly captured my ears and dreams

all we needed to release the discomfort 
of war and plastic cages
was the experience of his Fender Strat
the feedback from that Marshall amp
her Big Momma Thornton howls
Ball...

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Tho' right-handed
instruments the two do play
yet one is downside up
left-handed musicians both are they
or seem to sup
from a similar southpaw cup
and if you follow the trail of crumbs
they lead to Jimi
the Starr of guitar
and stick to Ringo
the Hendrix of drums
...

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Hate is Love

You did everything
And I only let you know 
When it was wrong
Anger builds
Fights happen
Hate is everything
I hate you
And you left

You did everything
And I never let you know it
When you were right
Happiness is around us
Life is good
Love is everything
I love you
Please come back

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