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: knittingknots (knittingknots) wrote,
2008-03-26 20:59:00

knittingknots
knittingknots
2008-03-26 20:59:00

Location: 1970
Mood: nostalgic
Music: Atom Heart Mother - Pink Floyd

The oldest piece of my poetry that I still have

I wrote this when I was about 15, ca. 1970. It's actually set to the tune of Bloodrock's Fantastic Peace of Architecture, which is probably the only reason I still remember it. Probably only came to mind cause Roxie got me to remember words from "Days of Future Past," and it came up with the memory load.

Behind a cut for those that don't wanna see my sophomoric acid-rock influenced poetry

In our illusion of swirling colors mellow,
I reach for you and you're gone.
What can we do with a peaceful strange illusion.
It can't show the way we must go.

In the dark night that is as bright as daytime,
A cloud passes over my head.
I turned around to see a neon rainbow,
And you, just standing in a daze.

What can we do with a peaceful strange illusion?
It can't show the way we must go.
What can we do with a peace of perfect pleasure?
What can we do but go home.

Tags: poem