Mrs Morrison's Hotel: July 2010

About Me

Location: New York, New York, United States

I was born..no, wait, sorry, that's "David Copperfield". Anyway, I was born in Brooklyn, grew up on Long Island, went to school in upstate NY and came straight back to Manhattan to live. Never lived anywhere else. Never wanted to. Got a job as a rock journalist, in the course of which I met and married a rock star (yeah, yeah, conflict of interest, who cares). Became a priestess in a Celtic Pagan tradition, and (based on sheer longevity) one of the most senior Witches around. Began writing my Keltiad series. Wrote a memoir of my time with my beloved consort (Strange Days: My Life With and Without Jim Morrison). See Favorite Books below for a big announcement...The Rennie Stride Mysteries. "There is no trick or cunning, no art or recipe, by which you can have in your writing that which you do not possess in yourself." ---Walt Whitman (Also @ pkmorrison.livejournal.com and www.myspace.com/hermajestythelizardqueen)

Saturday, July 03, 2010

James Douglas Morrison, 8 December 1943 - 3 July 1971

Therefore I give this song to you, who gave such grace to me...

Some may come and then abide
Others smile and ride away
Pain referred is pain denied
Let me heal just one more day

You’re gone
Like a shadow on the sun
Unscheduled port of call on the last ship
Your trip was hijacked in the middle of the run
But when all is said and done

Just because you left us long ago
doesn’t mean I don’t still miss you
Just because you’re somewhere out of reach
doesn’t mean I can’t still kiss you

Sometimes though you aren’t even here
I can feel you right beside me
Sometimes when I don’t know where I am
I know you’re the one to guide me

Remembering how love was and is for us
I will always know
Remembering how you somehow always knew
You’d be first to go

—from “Referred Pain”,
© 2010 Patricia Morrison for Lizard Queen Music