Once upon a times...once again

A poem written to Jimi Hendrix' Little Wing

 

 

 

 

Once upon a time…once again

 

 

 

 

“Well she's walking through the clouds”

Little wings keep her upright

as she strolls through the sunrise

now brightly glowing within my heart,

blind to my feelings

 

“With a circus mind that's running wild”

Beneath azure tents of atmosphere,

smiling at another perfect day in her world

While tame white tigers

roar on cue

 

“Butterflies and zebras”

Watercolor happiness fills her eyes

as she chases the beauty of this nature,

caressing all that she touches

with the wonder that is her essence

 

“And moonbeams and fairy tales”

Moonbeam, something I have not called her

and once upon a times, when poppies and dandelions sing

the saddest of songs for my desires

flood in a downpour of dreams not realized

 

“That's all she ever thinks about”

Him...while frolicking childlike atop cotton candy visions

never once looking my way,

finding this love I hold so gently,

only for her

 

“Riding with the wind”

 

On whispered zephyrs she disappears

as day drinks of twilight

and weary eyes find star light harsh…I sleep,

waiting for the new day, waiting for her…once again

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading
Written with a little help from Jimi Hendrix

Reviews

[MsJewel]

I must admit, I don't know this song, but I do love this romantic fantasy you have so brilliantly woven. The images you have created are stunning and the last line...wow...just perfect.
Love it~
:) Julie

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Julie. Sting also recorded this song on his "Nothing but the sun" album. I appreciate your kind words always.

[Rita L. Sev]

Picture, song, and poem - all three are dancing together here, Jack. Your gentle words are the perfect partners for Jimi's wild melodies..

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Rita. This has always been one of my favorite songs.

[Opeyemi Jide-Ojo]

brilliant... i felt like i was reading two poems at once...

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much

[Angel]

Wow, Jack!
Jimi would be proud.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my under the weather friend.

[B-poet]

Loved the overall theme. An emphatic & eloquent display of your written brillance. Great write Jack. A riveting read. :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my friend. I am thrilled you enjoyed this one.

[SyberRose]

I listened to the video first and you created a beautiful mood and blended so well with his words...lovely as always Jack....Rose:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Rose.

[Lydia Shutter]

The longing and love in this one is palpable, Jack. You have done Jimi proud. Ultra romantic words and magical images float from the first line to the last in this one. A tiny bit of bittersweet in this too...which is one of the reasons I always loved Jimi's music. Great work. Lydi**

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Lydi. One of my favorites by Jimi and Sting for that fact. I appreciate you stopping by and always leaving such sweet words to me.

[Dr. Wood ?]

the writing AND the music blend so well Jack....I envy you your talent....just as I did Mr. Hendrix

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[Dr. Wood ?]

ok Jack...Do not usually reply to replies but the music is so good...Still can't get me head around the fact that all the Americans are coming on to contribute just as I am about to go to sleep...Goodnight my friend

[Jack...]

Sleep well my friend and I have been here all day.

[Dr. Wood ?]

Yeah...I always see you are on here...I did not get home till late.....And thanks, I will try to get that sleep

[Baby Ricochet]

Jimmi Hendrix was the man. He was also the black man so he had to go to London England to get discovered. Apparently the hippies were racist too

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend. Racial tension was extremely high in the early 70's, but Jimi was the man.

[Ruth]

Oh! This is sheer awesome! Great combination and deliciously so....this is freeing, loved it! x

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Poppy, one of my favorite songs and I just wanted to be a part of it, if even in a small way.