A Hendrix State of Mind

I loved Jimmy Hendrix and I love this - really good Jenny. x

Me too, Jenny;-) Really enjoyed this.

Tina

Hi coral,

I'm so pleased you like it. I was listening to the
Electric Lady Land Album, where Jimi takes you under
the water with his guitar. The things he did with
that guitar is just Wow!

Anyway thankyou so much for reading and for the
amazing comment.

Jenny.x

Hi Tina,

It's good to know that my favourite poet enjoyed
this, it gives me a great boost of confidence.

Thankyou for letting me know.

Jenny.

Wow! whatever your on I want some! What an amazing piece. Loved it!

Thankyou so much jolono for your kind words and I'm
glad you enjoyed it. If you ever get a chance to
listen to the album, I hope you enjoy.

Thanks again for reading and letting me know.

Jenny.

Just downloaded it! Now I'm spaced out! Never been a Hendrix fan but you may have just converted me!

That's great glad you enjoyed.

Jenny.

He is a legend- such a genius- you really got the atmosphere of his fantastic guitar here Jenny. Well done!

;)Pia

Really so pleased you enjoyed this poem Pia, I was
going to say I'm glad you dug it! but I suppose that
word is a bit too sixties, if you know what I mean?

I have the original vinyl album and I know I shouldn't really play it, but decided to get my old
record player out and relax to his sounds, it was so
cool.

Anyway I'm rabbiting on again.

Thankyou for your kind comment and letting me know.

You take care and have a good weekend.

Jenny.

Far-out and fabulous, Jenny!

'sinking on a whisper...
globules bead and burst,
inhaling – asphyxiating...
but still living in a caress.'

- what a wonderful final stanza :)

Rachel xx

Thankyou so much Rachel, I do so appreciate your
wonderful comments. I'm learning so much by reading
yours and others work, you are so inspiring, as are
many other writers on here.

Thankyou again for the feedback and for reading.

Jenny.xx

Liked this. Sounded a bit like you were drowning in the music or maybe just going deep into it which, combined with all the psychedelic imagery and colours, I thought worked very well.

Not sure if the person in the poem is actually on acid or if its just the music and the beautiful view that they're tripping on.

Also not sure if the persons actually drowning or if its just symbolic.

But I think that, ultimately, the ambiguity in the poem and the uncertainty about whats actually happening really adds to the complexity of the poem.

There are some lovely images and its a very visual poem almost like a painting for the mind which, in a way, really mirrors the music of Hendrix.

I also like all the fluid movement in the poem. It's a poem that swirls and bubbles and froths which really sucks you into the poem. In a way, the reader ends up drowning in the poem.

Great poem that I very much enjoyed.

JoHn -

"Ex amore victoria". ("From love comes victory".)

Also,I noticed that it's a love poem and that explains alot to me, that the person in the poem
might be in love with the music. Very interesting poem.

JoHn -

"Ex amore victoria". ("From love comes victory".)

Hi there JoHn,

I always love to get your comments, because they are
always so in depth. I discover things that even I
didn't see when I wrote it.

The words just came to me, while I was listening to
the music. I always keep a note pad and pen with me
while listening to music, so that if anything does
come, I can write it down. The music itself is just
so moving to me, that I found these words just came
in a heart beat.

I think your're right JoHn, it was a case of me
drowning in the music. On one of the tracks, Jimi
takes you down under the Ocean with his guitar, it's
absolutely brilliant.

Anyway it was so great to get your comment and I
really did appreciate you taking the time out to
read. Thankyou.

Jenny.

I couldn’t resist this one either, jenskins. I loved Hendrix, his music, his originality and his sexiness. Still do. Being an ex-musician and having played in various bands I have always (as millions of others have too down the years) admired his amazing guitar playing style and technique. He had extraordinarily long and strong fingers which helped in his unique chord voicings and of course playing a right-handed guitar (the strat) upside down probably contributed to this uniqueness of sound too. And another thing; I find it amazing that Chas Chandler actually had quite a job persuading Jimmie to sing because it wasn’t his thing and he was quite shy about trying it. He was previously a guitarist in a show band and never had to worry about singing. Thank goodness Chas did manage to persuade him, I think Jimmie’s vocals were (still are) awesome and perfectly fit his music.

Anyway, enough about him, this is your place and your space, jenskins. I think you’ve captured Electric Ladyland brilliantly with your poem, and I really loved the beginning, so lyrical, so song-like:

Psychedelic waves of purple and green,
fluorescent pink lipped with cream...
embracing warm ripples as in a dream,

... in fact, if I might put it like this:

Hey Jen (Joe), you gave me a Purple Haze All Along the Watchtower. Yes, get in!

So many comments, Jen, and I'm not surprised. You continue to be one of the most popular figures on the site and I can understand why.

You’re fab and I love you (true).

Hi there sue,

what can I say? but thankyou for such a nice
comment, you really made my day.

You are so right about Jimi being shy, everyone
thought he was a spaced out junkie, but in actual
fact he was a shy musician, who could be really
funny when he wanted to be.

I'm so glad you're a fan, and wow! I didn't know
you were an ex-musician, you too have a lot of
talant and I love your stories, don't know how you
keep coming up with new ones, I've kind of hit a
brick wall as far as writing goes, but I'm not going
to worry about it, just glad to be able to read
others work.

Anyway again thanks a million for the great comment
and for reading.

jenskins.

Nice one, Jenny. It looks to me as if you have not only listened deeply to Hendrix, but that you have actually experienced him as well. “Spinning eyes, swaying coastal sky, congealing tides and bubbling sand” are all beautiful images that take me back a few generations. I actually saw Hendrix live twice: the first time in 1967 at the Club a Gogo, Newcastle, when he stuck his guitar in the ceiling; and the second time at the Isle of Wight in 1970. I don’t remember much of the second time (or the whole of 1970, if it comes to that), but I’m sure I enjoyed it. You’ve sent me back in time to see if I can dig up any real memories of those two gigs. Thanks for this.

Wow! Chastol,

you are so lucky to have seen Jimi live, what an
experience. I'm afraid I was too young, would
have loved to have seen him live.

That man is as popular today as he was then and
always will be in my eyes.

By the way, glad you enjoyed reading this poem
and thankyou so much for telling me, always
appreciated.

Jenny.