poetry from the 27 club

8/18/2019 POETRY FROM THE 27 CLUB

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POETRY FROM THE 27 CLUB

Plus Poetry from a few beats

BRAY BURDROY & PRAY RUBBLAUD

*****

Robert Johnson 16/08/1938

Brian Jones 3/07/1969

Jimi Hendrix 18/09/1970

Janis Joplin 4/10/19

Jim Morrison 3/07/ 1971


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Kurt Cobain 5/04/1994

Amy Winehouse 23/07/2011

*****

1st

Edition 2015

Text by Roy Bradbury & Paul Bradbury

ISBN: 9781517098971

Published by Ray C Bradbury

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Text & cover page copyright Roy Bradbury & Paul Bradbury

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4/77

Dedication

To our Mums

The two Angels


5/77

Robert Johnson


6/77

Died 27 yrs old aug 16th

1938

Delta Blues

*****

The Man who made the guitar talk,

He played the blues and walked the walk,

One day whilst his guitar in hand,

He came across a Devil man,

*****

The Devil tuned his six string true,

The true cost though nobody knew,

It turned into the Faustian Myth,

The cost, his soul he had to give,


7/77

*****

From that day on his he worked the chords,

To righteous praise, and much applause,

On corners buskin for passersby,

His blues could make the hardest cry,

*****

The Mississippi flowed in his veins,

The Delta blues it’s given name,

He died deep in a mystery,

His grave unknown for us to see,

*****

Was he killed, or poisoned so,

In time I guess we’ll never know,

Inflections in his voice were clear,

A sound so beautiful to hear,

*****


8/77

He’s touch your soul and hold it tight,

The cost, his own soul, sold that night,

The Devil gained, but so did we,

The gift to us, his misery,

*****

His gentle words, his heartfelt song,

We’re glad that Johnson came along,

He influenced so many greats,

His own life though, quite the state,

*****

We’ll never know quite why he left,

The blues were left rather bereft,

From Juke Joints with guitar in hand,

For Delta Blues, he was the man.

*****


9/77

Brian Jones

Died 27 yrs old July 3rd

1969

The Rolling Stone


10/77

*****

A multi-talented,

Musician and man,

To reach the World,

With music, his plan,

*****

To form a band,

With whom to roam,

The name they chose,

The Rolling Stones,

*****

He got the gigs,

He chose the band,

The songs he wrote,

He was the man,

*****


11/77

But soon it came,

For all to see,

The drink, the drugs,

The misery,

*****

A loss to all,

Such a young age,

But then the drugs,

Was all the rage?

*****

His fall from grace,

Cost him his place,

The band they sought,

To replace,

*****


12/77

He couldn’t tour,

He couldn’t fly,

No visa granted,

We all know why,


13/77

Jimi Hendrix

Died 27 yrs old Sept 18th

1970

Experience the Haze

*****

Born November ’42,

He showed the word what guitars could do,

Taken aged just 27,

A life cut short, but rose to heaven,

*****

Thinking that until fifteen,

No guitar with him we’d seen,

A broom his instrument of choice,


14/77

All those years without a voice,

*****

He started out acoustically,

His skills drowned out quite deafeningly,

Until that time he struck a chord,

A genius born, the World’s reward,

*****

Feedback, wah wah, even fire,

Electrification of his new desire,

From back up to so many names,

His own Experience brought the fame,

*****

The sounds we heard in disbelief,

Behind the back and with his teeth,

He was the star with his own band,

In Electric Ladyland,


15/77

*****

At Woodstock with his casual manner,

He struck up with the Star Spangled Banner,

He was Mr. Phenomenon,

Such a great loss and too soon gone,

*****

We recall him on those lazy days,

To sit in our own Purple Haze,

The Legend lost as many are,

A true great, took music so far,

*****

Hey Joe we play in tribute to,

The Wind Cries Mary just for you,

So let us thank the Lord Above,

For Hendrix’s psychedelic love,


16/77

*****

And next time we pick up a guitar,

Look up to see a real Rock Star.

*****


17/77

Janis Joplin

Died 27 yrs old oct 4th

1970

Pearl


18/77

*****

Painter, dancer,

So much more,

Psychedelic,

Music score,

*****

A talent,

And a joy to see,

Big Brother and,

Holding Company,

*****

It soon came clear,

She needed more,

A speed freak,

Who was known to score?

*****


19/77

At Woodstock in,

Her final year,

She was the voice,

We loved to hear,

*****

Full Tilt Boogie Band,

Gone too soon,

Don’t understand,

Inspired the World,

*****

The future greats,

Like Stevie Nicks,

But yet her fate,

Was sealed in an overdose,

*****


20/77

Her voice not matched,

Not even close,

*****

Summertime,

Piece of my Heart,

We lost a Pearl,

Too soon to part.

*****


21/77

Jim Morrison

27 YEARS OLD DIED JULY 3RD

1971


22/77

RIDER ON THE STORM

*****

James Morrison stood proud and tall,

A Young Lion, before the fall,

The most iconic frontman of all,

A loss so great, a life so small,

*****

27 years of life,

Nomadic existence, drug fuelled strife,

Taken from the Earth so quick,

His footprint on us all still sticks,

*****

From reading books on poetry,

To works of obscure philosophy,


23/77

His own work put together well,

In music, his heaven and Hell,

*****

A wild front man, rebellious,

Instigating riots in all of us,

The spoken word of poetry,

While the Doors played heavily,

*****

From Break on Through to Light my Fire,

The patterned words, his one desire,

Psychedelic drugs caused him to derange,

No wonder he thought People Strange,

*****

His years of rooftop Venice Beach,


24/77

His stature grew, the crowds to reach,

A reader of existentialist,

His teachers checked his reading list,

*****

As time passed by he turned to drink,

To drugs also, his mood would sink,

Hello I love you we all know,

Where there’s no Jim, there ain’t no show.

*****


25/77

Kurt Cobain

27 years old died

April 5th

1994


26/77

Nevermind

For Generation X, he was the voice,

It certainly was not his choice,

From fame he turned to hide his face,

A man music could not replace,

*****

At 14 years he had a choice,

He chose guitar, and we rejoice,

Just think if he had picked a bike,

We may never have seen his like,

*****

His parent’s divorce caused him shame,

Perhaps he was never the same,


27/77

But luckily after some time,

He formed a band of a new kind,

*****

Nirvana born, a band of three,

He offered All Apologies,

From Sub Pop Bleach, to Nevermind,

It spawned a genre, a new kind,

*****

Generation X loved Grunge,

But fame caused Cobain’s health to plunge,

He turned to drugs, to get away,

Then on one sad April day

*****

He took a gun, he loaded it,

His life, he took, one final hit,


28/77

He left the World, he left the band,

What nobody could understand,

*****

His note of suicide would say,

Better burn out than fade away,

And though his legacy remains,

Music moved on and tastes they changed,

*****

But take a moment just to hear,

The music, lyrics, sometimes unclear,

Emotion put in every song,

A worshipped man, what did go wrong?

*****

Why did he leave, he had so long,

The truth perhaps we’ll never know,


29/77

Death the curtain to his life’s show.

*****


30/77

Amy Winehouse

27 Years Old died July 23rd

2011


31/77

Back to Black

In the end there was no rehab,

That could save a tortured soul,

A blue eyed soul, soul singer,

Lost in a life of rock and roll,

*****

Alcohol and drug use,

Problems with her weight,

The help poor Amy needed,

Its arrival, far too late,

*****

She grew up in a house of jazz,

A singer she would be,

A beehive weave upon her head,

Distinctive certainly


32/77

*****

Her Cleopatra makeup,

The tattoos that she bore,

The turmoil in her life that was,

What the public saw,

*****

Yet listen to her music,

The words, the melody,

The inspiration that she gave,

Is clearly there to see,

*****

Multiple award winner,

Songs that topped the charts,

Remember that and not the drugs,

Are what set her apart?

*****


33/77

Life lost at 27,

The pain etched on her face,

A singer with a neo soul voice,

We have never yet replaced,

*****

I cheated myself like I knew I would

I cheated myself like I knew I could

we all have our cross to hold

and our secret addictions

My tears they dry on their own

whilst there are no accurate predictions

*****

They tried to make me go to rehab

It lasted fifteen minutes

I explained I’m drunk because I’m in love

Id messed up my relationship


34/77

And id reached my limits

*****

Music is music I'm not trying to be anything but myself

I reject your Neo Soul and all your labels

I just sing from the heart and that dark place

inside

No lessons learnt, no moral fables

*****

Her tears they dried on their own,

Her conscience not too clearly

Rehab she clearly lacked,

Her new soul to Valerie,

Then faded back to ???


35/77

The Beat Generation Gig

BOB DYLAN

Born as Robert Zimmerman

Bob Dylan better known,

His talent as a songwriter

is around the world renown.

*****

An American folk-singer,

Woody Guthrie inspired.

Protestor, artist, activist,

‘Beat’ Generation admired.

*****

Inscrutable and unpredictable

Allusive poetic words.

Literary masterpieces,

Hit songs for The Byrd’s


36/77

*****

Songs like Chimes of Freedom,

All I Really Want to Do,

Mr. Tambourine Man,

It’s All over Now Baby Blue.

*****

Music that has meaning,

Songs for the common man,

That fights against injustice,

And for freedom take a stand.

*****

Allen Ginsberg’s howling,

And Kerouac’s on the road.

Woody Guthrie why, oh why,

On Desolation Row.

*****


37/77

Contemporaries respect him,

The lesser come and go,

But Dylan’s music never dies,

I forgot more than you’ll ever know.

*****


38/77

POETRY BY THE TWO BEATS

Pray Rubblaud & Bray Burdroy

*****

Down the street

Down The street where I was a walking

The day was turning Black

The daylight was a fallin

There was no turning back

*****

I saw miniscule Sunlight in the distance

It was fading very fast

Global warming was upon us

It was surely here to last


39/77

*****

We’ve been warning governments so long

No one seemed to care

But now it’s here among us

Of this I’m sure we are all aware

*****

Our Governments have instigated this through

Negligent intelligence scams

It’s time to make a stance on this,

or our world

will come to pass

*****

Were in a state of Anarchy our children

don’t understand

we must all put a stop to this

and clear their future path.


40/77

*****

It was a midsummer night and the leaves were

a falling from the trees

The seasons had reversed on us but no

one had made a stand

*****


41/77

Acquiesce

I stood beside the river

Casting my breath

Whilst the girls sweet recital

Twists my shallow head

With knowing

*****

Resisting trips that were

Sailing for the mist

Like a ship caught in a clinched fist

and a lovers tryst

as the weather vane was blowing

*****


42/77

Peeling off

One last layer of skin

as the venom descends to

strip me of the boy within

*****

The thoughts of Messiah

And the lady of the sea

With Angelo and Dean

Could have sculptured our heartache

*****

Through a misforgiven legend

On a unicorn steed

Raven black indeed

With a smile made the clouds bleed

*****


43/77

Far from the fury

Calming these the turbulent shores

Like a Helen of Troy

Above the water she walks

*****

She laughed at Sodom and Gomorrah

Fought Hadean an thieves

With the presence of tomorrow

She leaves

As she works out your torture

*****

In the autumn of my conscious

Drawing whispering breaths

On a bed of death

Slowly I'm drifting

*****


44/77

Electricity enters

Tornados on the street

Now the steels to the heat

Lips of scarlet are lifting

*****

In the kiss of the twilight

Hearing Gabriel’s choir

Feeling Lucifer’s fire

The epiphany holds me

*****

Through the book of Leviticus

And Ezekiel 25/17

and my dreams

I hear what they told me

*****


45/77

I'll be resting near the shoreline

Destined for those words that they spin...........

*****


46/77

Astrid

Girl, the overheads run dim

It’s almost telling us somehow

Our lovers slumber twinned with sin

Was all worth it anyhow

*****

You instigated light and fire

Walked the shape shift treading dawn

Held the premise of messiah

Stood and laughed before the storm

*****

When Calais lighthouse beam grows thin

I'll ignite beacons on the shore

my serendipity within

gives me reason to do more


47/77

*****

And when Dutch windmills list the light

My message travels thru the night

and when the tulips hear my song

It may be far between, but always all along

*****

With the crashing of the ocean

Bearing all of my emotions

Making all my words sound cogent

Risk assess her potent potion

*****

Getting bigger than I ever planned it be

playing horns up on the gallery

Blowing hearts never thought I'd stand to see

Just like Amy singing Valerie


48/77

*****

Rub- laud

I passed three men this morning

Three.... a beggar, priest and clown

And in sunlight’s birth I yawned an

Spun my web and looked around

*****

The second preached a sermon

But I'm not a congregation

As the pastor burned in flames, well

I could sense his loss of faith, but then

*****

The clown spoke of Deuteronomy

and all the things he could have been

Of sadness twinned with comedy

Of lipstick and monotony


49/77

*****

The beggar’s voice was deeper

and I noticed that his feet were

bare and bloodied but his need, it

seemed didn’t fear the reaper

*****

But still I walked on forward

The less fortunate ignored, and

Later to blind eyes it came to me

A vision of the Trinity.....

*****


50/77

*****

Bridge

Underneath a bridge

A viaduct of junk

Perched on boredoms ledge

A sight unseen

A life unsung

*****

Bonfires made of glass

and metal fuel the reason

Don't care who you be

Your play or what the season

*****


51/77

Named our God despair

Our dank and molten ceiling

No-one gives a fuck

No-one got no feelings

*****

Return to the womb

Haven in a hypodermic

Help is coming soon

Ah it’s too late man just forget it

*****


52/77

Clouds

The clouds were cheating Evenings Empire

In their rank an dormant way

Playing treason to the glory

Of a psychedelic day

*****

Streets were paved with colours

Of transcendental rain

As a bow without a knot

Invades a forest filled with pain.

*****

We were feeding on utopia

Eloping with the night

We danced before the storm

To climb electric veins of light


53/77

*****

For in a world inspiring sorrow

When perceptions doors were cleansed

Our minds would trance into tomorrow

a night that never ends

*****

Our cause pristine and indestructible

Breathing wisdom, peace and truth

A new lysergic generation

In the purity of youth

*****

For when the boredom of reality

Started cutting like a knife

Then we would drink from an elixir

With the potency of life

*****


54/77

We are mixing up the medicine

Of schizophrenic thought

Separating sanity

From the madness that we sought

*****

And when our minds began retreating

T'ward the sanctuary of the soul

Then the rhythm started beating

Once again we'd lose control

*****

Listening to the colours

Tasting sight and sound

Treading ancient paths

Far from the policies of now

*****


55/77

Beatniks of imagination

and in our prospects lay

The spirit of free future

We were born to seize the day.

*****

Our vision then was legendary

Experience our muse

And with our liberated freedom

We understood the right to choose

*****

Now as we scribe our runes of protest

On the dark side of the moon

Our minds are drifting into focus

We will be among you soon.......

*****


56/77

Lullaby

Met her drowned in dreads

Conversed in the word of love

Man, did she fuck my head

We were sinning in the name of

*****

She said a fairytale am I

Dusty dream and lucid thought

Live for weekend high

Smoked the herb but never caught

*****

When I saw her laughing

Man, she laughed so well

Nights were Latin draped

In satin

Steeped in caffeine


57/77

*****

Indian herbs and carousels

Kept the stoned out hour

Held it in our open hand

She was midnights flower

*****

Spaced out like the deserts sands

Beautiful but always leaving

Guess she was my waterfall

Wolf in sheepskin all deceiving

Lullaby slammed to the wall.....

*****

Now don't think she was anyone

Only made of moonlight

Thru the portals of the sun

Stars shone in the daytime....


58/77

*****

Trip

She was a beacon of the night

An unknown source emitting light

Like a sirens song, she led me in

Ship tore upon the rocks

*****

Lost innocence begins

Redemption always overloads

It crashes down just like a wave,

on a forgotten cove

*****

But when justice sees its price

It hands the ferryman his silver

Placed upon my eyes


59/77

*****

So like a songbird on dawn’s fence

I'm heading south

Headlong into consequence

*****

Pay the piper, once they preached

I like the fortage

But the resonance feels out of reach

*****

Time unravels and unfolds

Belief in vengeance is a dish

That I serve cold

*****


60/77

And purgatory

Does not scare me

Cos I'll meet there some night maybe

Those who burned and whipped and flayed me

*****

So take your halo from the drawer

Wear it proud and sing once more

And when you hear the twilight whisper

It will remind me that I kissed her

Down by the river............................

*****


61/77

*****

Progress

Fathers were hacking down trees

in the forest

and mothers polluting the sea

children governed by TV

*****

Animals ruled the streets

Sidewalks they crumbled

As death bells rumbled

For a planet admitting defeat

*****

Clock of progress reversed

Politian’s co-arced

With cartels and their kind


62/77

The minions got high

Just to get by

Society in a lobotomized mind

*****

Disease infiltrated

As youths were castrated

The insects converged on the cities

Innocence died

And blood flowed with the tide

Mother Nature had no time for pity

*****

Rats infested

The streets were congested

Burned skeletons of dead cars

*****


63/77

Now suicide rife

For a nightmare is life

As the Grim Reaper holds Deaths door ajar...............

*****

*****


64/77

Cinderblocks

Walking thru cinderblocks and other broken stones

Will you reach and take my hand

My mind all destitute, my futures where it roams

Until it all turns into sand

*****

Sing me a lullaby from lost forgotten times

Give me the haven of the womb

Reduce my memory to sweet recited rhymes

Back to the prism of my youth

*****

While the city slumbers still

I'll be perched upon my hill

My mind up in the clouds and

feeling ever so aroused

*****


65/77

And when the dawns light scars the sky

I'll be heading homeward dry

Knowing I will see the circus of the heights that I must

climb

*****

It’s a hard hittin

Life we be livin

In an unforgivin

world we sin in

*****

Never sing

unless you’re winning

Dreams spiral into smoke

*****

*****


66/77

And as sunrise threads above me

As it chases mornings sleep

I head on faster

Like a pastor

Out to preach

*****


67/77

Chasing Lennon

The light can't touch my eyes

I 'm blind in sacrifice

I'm ... Looking for an answer

In the darkness of goodbyes

*****

through the desert

Cross the highways

Fields of corn

The killer felt neglected...

Until he put his boots on

*****

I'm your 'My sweet valentine'

I am the catcher in the rye

When you decide to sleep

My name is Friedrich Nietzsche


68/77

*****

I am Normal Mailers son

Rimbaud trading slaves for fun

I am Plato on the plateau

Seeking knowledge and climbing rungs

*****

So please release me cos I know not what I done

God forgive me

I was just chasing the sun

Seeking out a Cool virgin girl

And a life I knew I'd won................................

*****

Burn me when I die

Ignite the light behind my eyes

And cast me to the shore

To swim these waters evermore............

*****


69/77

Fire

Thru the burning

Backbeat in retreat

My souls yearning

For that fever pitched deceit

*****

From the embers

Flaming phoenix fled

She remembered

the chaos throughout my head

*****

Falling back Yeah

My smokin whitestack led

She always returns

Like Judas dressed in red


70/77

*****

Sing in your sweet voice

Throwing it like a lark

Incomplete noise

Is bringin me out the dark

*****

Shed those feathers for stormy weather

Will always say theres

*****

*****


71/77

Bliss

Staring out at the aurora

Listless bliss means anythin for ya

Star filled skies

And questions why

*****

Dreamin dreams

Retreating deep inside

Love filled highs

and times I cried

Everything’s forever

in the whisper of a sigh

*****


72/77

Storm clouds brew on the horizon

Lifted drift

With a chemical rise on

*****

Memories saved

Of nights we raved

Of barefoot days

and times I Prayed

*****

Trying out for dumb and dazed

Easing the searing burn

Carp Diem

and take your turn

*****

Swollen tongues of salt


73/77

All in all

It’s all our fault

Inherit blame then dream

Excess is my primal scream

*****

Weeping the tears of knives

Mesmerized

On afterlife

Geared up to make it work

Bloodstained lip

And afterbirth

*****

Stealing thoughts of true


74/77

Condescendence burning blue

Backwards into the heat

The fire inspires

But incomplete

*****

Got paid

Got laid

Took her on the dawn raid

Legs splayed

Way paved

Then maybe see ya later babe

*****

*****


75/77

17

Her dream

Love scream

obscene

Body lean

So clean

You know what I mean

*****

Alcoholic numb/haze

Trying out for dumb and dazed

Easing the searing burn

Carpe diem

and take your turn

*****

Swollen tongues of salt

All in all


76/77

It’s all our fault

Inherit blame then dream

Excess is my primal scream

*****

Weeping the tears of knives

Mesmerized

On afterlife

Geared up to make it work

Bloodstained lip

And afterbirth

*****

Stealing thoughts of true

Condescendence burning blue

Backwards into the heat

The fire inspires

But incomplete


77/77

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