Hendrix is jamming <br />smoke rises out into <br />the blue skies <br />sweeping shades <br />of yesterday’s blues <br />when innocence <br />was too good to <br />hide and those <br />that welcomed it <br />where among angels <br />and the Gods gave <br />everybody a chance <br />to take the good <br />and the bad and roll it <br />like a fat joint <br />to pass around <br />and smoke it <br />to an ash... <br />Take everything these days <br />and nobody wants it back <br />because nobody cares <br />about yesterdays jams <br />or what it all meant <br />because it means shit <br />today and will mean <br />less tomorrow <br />while we just wait <br />for it to fade away <br />like Jimi did way <br />back in 1970 where <br />it faded into white <br />three days before autumn <br />when eternal rings of smoke <br />floated like butterflies <br />before they became lead<br /><br />Charles Lara<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/led-wings/
