Jim Morrison: A Poet Who Made Sense

He was a man of many names: the Lizard King, Mr. Mojo Rising, Dionysus, The American Poet—and indeed he lived up to each of them. He was the down and dirty side of rock and roll, the cryptic scribe of the beaten path and the synergy between electric guitars and lamenting libretto.

Jim Morrison, born December 8th 1943 to a Navy family, was known from an early age for having a profound interest in the mythological, abstract and spiritual. This curiosity would breach through the sound waves of his prolific psych-rock band The Doors, with whom Jim reached his highest influence as an ostentatious front-man and lyricist. As the primary source of lyrics, Jim ripped The Doors away from any potential hope for family-friendly material and cast them into the spotlight as one of the biggest and baddest bands of the 1960s and 70s. What truly set them apart, aside from the musical genius of Jim and organist Ray Manzarek, was Jim’s sensitivity to the psychological and his keen attentiveness to the mechanics of the soul. Jim was a poet, if ever anybody could be called one.

Reading Jim Morrison’s poetry may, at first, stem confusion. He draws comparisons that seem too abstract to make sense, calling life a “rapt coiled serpent” and money a choice between “skin or leather." However, this kind of poetry can become an exceptional revelation of subconscious and subtlety.

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