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Hotel California
by Walter Jones (Age: 63)
copyright 01-24-2007

Age Rating: 16 to 127

Drying eye lids In desert cold
Back slap on a back of green mold
Riding a horse of nose snow flakes grow
Vision cries in the lies of faith run dry

Got me my needle
Clean from all the sane
Got me forever
She calls me by my name

Hearts scream in dreams of a hotel
Wishing well to hell in the beast
Eyes red as the dead of dread
Checks in but can not check out

Love and hate dance in pairs
Oh the bodies living and dying there
Visions on a wall ghost of hell one and all
Ceiling spins around mirrors all but fail

Voices calling me everywhere
Some with horns others gold in hair
Pain and soothing cream
Altus fails in fates streams

Spirit of the wine bubbles in the brine
Takes and presents more in tarred rhyme
Guitar strings break in quake
Voices ring from heaven to hell

Doors take their palace
Run for the door Morrison
But it does not live here
Any more

Knives and forks look for the feast
Stab at but they can not kill the beast
Rock then roll bodies sweet
Singers come then go slow slow beat

Pretty maidens live in rows
Cover in white snows
Travel past
Desert gone away

Last of morph
Sort out sounds
Of weeds
Burned the seeds

Hospitals fade
Red as the jade of society
Some make it their own
Why not me

It's as cold as hell
Church rings a bell
For the likes of souls
Dancing in heaven and hell

In desert cold
Back slap on a back
Riding a horse of nose
Vision cries in the lies of faith run dry

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08-28-2007 Lyle Berry

Being a huge Eagles fan (but not the Football team - I'm a Steelers nut), and a frustrated singer/songwriter, I recognized the influence of my favorite ballad by those boys. I've sung this one many a time to the wife and to bars full of tone deaf drunks who applauded my efforts. Your spin on the theme was excellent, Walter and I enjoyed it immensely. Best Regards, Lyle

02-05-2007 Wayne Thomas

I love the striking imagery, though I must admit I'm so out of touch I had to read it several times till it dawned on me a drug trip was going on. Frightening images. I guess for me the key was the last line. With that, the rest falls into place. Darn fine work. Keep it up.
Wayne

01-25-2007 Nancy Pawley

Walter,
what a mind bending tribute to the Eagles 'Hotel California'. Being locked inside the horrors of a drug-induced psyche with no way of ever getting out sends shivers up and down my spine. Your poem is surface smooth, but leaves the reader screaming all the way to insanity.
Nancy

01-25-2007 Tammy Frascona

Written from the eyes of a soldier or traveler that is damned either way. Kill the beast so they may feast but it's not the beast that is the prey... Hunted is life and surviving it! Walt you have talent that I haven't found else where......Are you famous?
I love how you describe every aspect that this person faces, and I truly like how he does not conform,or give up on himself or forget that he has a woman and things of importance still at home waiting for him.
Tammy F. Of The Commenting Crusaders

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