Jump to content

Led Zeppelin poetry thread


Spacewoman

Recommended Posts

Led Zeppelin. The name means so many things to me. It is an entity that is visceral and primitive.

Led Zeppelin has weight and mass while remaining mysterious and oblique and ethereal. It is fulfilling as sleep and dirty as a broken bottle in the gutter. It is raunchy and direct, sly and timeless.

The songs seems to be taken from the Universal Ether…or as Robert Plant once said “ The Cosmic Energy … “ These songs seem to have always existed somehow and somewhere and it was the massed assemblage and innate talents of these 4 men to bring them down from the ether for us all to experience.

The thing about the band is they seemed to make it all seem so natural and casual.

It all was presented in confidence and clarity while maintaining a certain mystique.

The sound was of a stuttering step of knowing and communication for the world to acknowledge. An icon of the human condition of wanting ,traveling ,power, reverence , glory and the seeking of wisdom.

The clarity and mustiness of times and things past remembered with revelry and celebration.

It is familiar and strange at the same time. a central nervous system that flexes to life in spite of the time or the location or circumstances.

Sweating and seeking something secret and seething. Capturing plain truth and enraptured in myths .

The mechanics of the love and lava flowing together, leaping loads of life,love and lava writhing down a volcano from Valhalla.

An immersion and diversion into pervsions.

You can almost smell the burning elements coming from the overlapping layers of instinct and musicianship. The burnt ozone residue after a storm.

The maneuverings and machinations and fascinations.

You can almost smell the burning elements coming from the overlapping layers of instinct and musicianship.

Friendship, worship, warship .

The Demon dreaming and his weaving and semen steaming .

Something is right about all they accomplished. An amalgam of spirits set in dynamic azimuths and interlocking time.

Vandals, scandals and candles. The unique dedication and honor of a dog smiling , captured with the lively bounce of song..

Pagans freewheeling across the lands with abandon. Balance.

Far away lands to explore . .Dragons .. Lightning captured in a bottle.

This is great... Keep it up ^^

Link to comment
Share on other sites

The songs seems to be taken from the Universal Ether…or as Robert Plant once said “ The Cosmic Energy … “ These songs seem to have always existed somehow and somewhere and it was the massed assemblage and innate talents of these 4 men to bring them down from the ether for us all to experience.

......Beautifully captured feelings of internal universe of the heart, fueled by cosmic energy radiant from Plant Zep........

I have come to awaken the melodies, sleeping in your thoughts

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Aha--glad my memory wasn't deceiving me! Wasn't offended by that line at all, btw, I just wasn't keen because it didn't seem to fit. But that's creative writing--affects people different ways!

Btw, I'd be flattered if anybody remembered something I wrote, years later. ;)

I am very flattered! Thank you,all. I appreciate your compliments.... :D

And,Aqua,you're very observant. That particular line really doesn't fit and I added it at the very last minute on an impulse...simply because 'semen" rhymed with demon. A few people have commented that it doesn't fit. Maybe I'll edit that out when I post it again next year.... :slapface:

Link to comment
Share on other sites

I wrote this over the summer when I was horribly bored.

Enjoy!

You took us on the stairway to heaven,

You made us dazed & confused.

We can't quit you babe,

Cause we really love you.

Since the first time you played together

Magic filled the air.

And the sun beat down upon your faces

Illuminating your flowing hair.

Years ago, in days of old

You used to play at pubs.

Until you got a record deal

And now you have fan clubs.

You were ment to be together.

Sweet baby, you never gonna part.

Four angels brought together

To steal & mellt our hearts.

Yes, we know sometimes words have two meanings.

That's why we love The Lemon Song.

Yeah baby, we'll squeeze your lemon till the juice runs down your leg

And shake you all night long.

You filled our souls with a whole lotta love.

Oh sweet baby how you hypnotize

At your shows from seven to eleven every night.

We look like the ocean in your eyes.

Babe, you know we'd never leave you

Not even put you down for a little while.

We'll be front row at all the shows

Even if the sun refused to shine.

Through the good times & the bad times,

The joy & the pain,

We'll be singing in the sunshine,

Laughing in the rain.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

I wrote this over the summer when I was horribly bored.

Enjoy!

You took us on the stairway to heaven,

You made us dazed & confused.

We can't quit you babe,

Cause we really love you.

Since the first time you played together

Magic filled the air.

And the sun beat down upon your faces

Illuminating your flowing hair.

Years ago, in days of old

You used to play at pubs.

Until you got a record deal

And now you have fan clubs.

You were ment to be together.

Sweet baby, you never gonna part.

Four angels brought together

To steal & mellt our hearts.

Yes, we know sometimes words have two meanings.

That's why we love The Lemon Song.

Yeah baby, we'll squeeze your lemon till the juice runs down your leg

And shake you all night long.

You filled our souls with a whole lotta love.

Oh sweet baby how you hypnotize

At your shows from seven to eleven every night.

We look like the ocean in your eyes.

Babe, you know we'd never leave you

Not even put you down for a little while.

We'll be front row at all the shows

Even if the sun refused to shine.

Through the good times & the bad times,

The joy & the pain,

We'll be singing in the sunshine,

Laughing in the rain.

That's good! It has a nice theme to it and it's clever. Boredom can be the best motivator for creativity.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

......few words for beautiful visionary who breathes life into his Instrument of choice, Guitar, with emotions/poetry...what can be said about those beautiful visionary eyes that gave us a Greatest Gift from God LED ZEPPELIN.......

Other than your eyes, what else is in this world...

As they awake, the mornings rise.....

Jimmy_Page_1973.sized.jpg

As they bow, the nights arrive ......

JP_1973-08[1].jpg

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • 2 weeks later...

Wow,there's so many creative people here who write absolutely beautiful songs.

I've never dared to post some of my songs but now...

Please ignore mistakes. :)

Hidden beneath layers of blue sky

Beneath the locks of the Golden God

Thoughts of all kinds

A smile with thousands of meanings

A hand you can rely on

A word of trust

A whisper of lust

Time of your life.

Eyes are reflections of soul

But I'm not sure what I'm seeing

In the ocean of those misty eyes.

I didn't correct text and can't understand why I wrote that crappy end.

P.S. You can suggest the title if you like.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Oh,there's another one:

At the end of the tunnel

I see the lights.

Flashing colors and moving sounds

It calls me with a tender smile

My heart wants to join.

I'm moving suddenly-with thousands of souls

But we are not lost

There were two paths

And we have chosen the right one

We are here to see and feel

Touch'n'Hear

It is the concert of four worshiped Gods

Reunited-just for us.

Like a soft southern wind

Or thunder beat

Like a view of your lover

Who is looking for those deep blue eyes...

Or is it just another opened box full of silver linings?

Is it just another dark basement at the bottom of our mind?

No,

This is The Music composed by Gods.

This is the music you must hear before you die.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Hidden beneath layers of blue sky

Beneath the locks of the Golden God

Thoughts of all kinds

A smile with thousands of meanings

A hand you can rely on

A word of trust

A whisper of lust

Time of your life.

Eyes are reflections of soul

But I'm not sure what I'm seeing

In the ocean of those misty eyes.

I didn't correct text and can't understand why I wrote that crappy end.

P.S. You can suggest the title if you like.

...Lena Zep, I think both of your poems are very thoughtful and flow beautifully. As for possible title for this one, I do see certain Golden God, so I would name it "Boy I love has golden wavy hair"....... :D

robert_plant.jpg

Link to comment
Share on other sites

You want Led Zeppelin poetry? Try this!

There once was a band

named after a blimp

that was run by a man

who wasn't a simp'

one couldn't say

the same thing about the drummer

who choked on his puke

I guess he was dumber

I can't believe a Zeppelin fan would post this, or that it hasn't been deleted. And yes, I do have a sense of humor. Also taste.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

I can't believe a Zeppelin fan would post this, or that it hasn't been deleted. And yes, I do have a sense of humor. Also taste.

I agree with Aqua.

'He choked on his puke?'

You find it funny to mock on someone's death?

What would you do if he's your father,or son,or brother,or friend???People,especially dead&great like Bonzo deserve some respect.

RIP Bonzo.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Here's one I did in like, 15 mins. Not the best, but its a poem! :D

BTW: I'm not a pro at this, and it dosen't rhyme, so I don't know if its a real poem if it doesn't rhyme.

As I lay on the ground,

Looking up to the stars,

I think of your beautiful, black curls.

A tear rolls down my face,

As I'm still staring into the night sky,

Thinking I'll never have you.

But that thought is wrong.

Someday, someday, I'll have you,

All to myself.

But that day is not today.

All my tears,

They feel like rain,

Don't you see them fall?

;)

SleepTightJimmy.jpg

Link to comment
Share on other sites

You want Led Zeppelin poetry? Try this!

There once was a band

named after a blimp

that was run by a man

who wasn't a simp'

one couldn't say

the same thing about the drummer

who choked on his puke

I guess he was dumber

Totally insensitive :(

Link to comment
Share on other sites

As I lay on the ground,

Looking up to the stars,

I think of your beautiful, black curls.

A tear rolls down my face,

As I'm still staring into the night sky,

Thinking I'll never have you.

But that thought is wrong.

Someday, someday, I'll have you,

All to myself.

But that day is not today.

All my tears,

They feel like rain,

Don't you see them fall?

;)

It's a nice song but it made me all sad.Now I'm thinking how Robert can't be mine-you shouldn't have mentioned All my tears,they fell like rain...It reminds me of him.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Here's one I did in like, 15 mins. Not the best, but its a poem! :D

BTW: I'm not a pro at this, and it dosen't rhyme, so I don't know if its a real poem if it doesn't rhyme.

As I lay on the ground,

Looking up to the stars,

I think of your beautiful, black curls.

A tear rolls down my face,

As I'm still staring into the night sky,

Thinking I'll never have you.

But that thought is wrong.

Someday, someday, I'll have you,

All to myself.

But that day is not today.

All my tears,

They feel like rain,

Don't you see them fall?

;)

SleepTightJimmy.jpg

Way to go! You're gonna make me cry! :angry:

JK. I really like it because I've often stared up at the stars & thought of him.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Well here is my humble try! :unsure:

And through this words I will struggle to express

What my heart is afraid to confess

And as you appeard as an angel

-Guess you were just a stranger

And what a stranger you were

Black Dragon, Dark Angel

Wonders dont do without danger!

To come to save me, save you from yourself

You bewitched me darling, and there is no help!

And just to look and can not to touch

To hold ones breath is pain too much

In that suit- satin, white, shine

I feel it is not over yet!

Les Paul ripping through the night

What I ve done and what I ve might

With Black Beauty in those hands

You can envy groupie for a one night stand

Further words wont do, words are too weak to tell true!

Beyond gorgeous, beyond excuse

When you touch the bow I am Dazed & Confused

With the bare chest fulled in sweat

You made me honey in to Pagette

Full of passion, full of talent

Heart is beating faster, faster, fast!!

And that smile of innocence

Makes you blessed in presence

And those lips pouted and kissable

Makes you baby irresistible

And to slide my hands through your hair

Salute for all the ladies who have dared

Eyes to die for, deep and dreamy

Left to spoke is: OH JIMMY!

sorry for mistakes because english is not my native language!! Hope you like it!!

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Well here is my humble try! :unsure:

And through this words I will struggle to express

What my heart is afraid to confess

And as you appeard as an angel

-Guess you were just a stranger

And what a stranger you were

Black Dragon, Dark Angel

Wonders dont do without danger!

To come to save me, save you from yourself

You bewitched me darling, and there is no help!

And just to look and can not to touch

To hold ones breath is pain too much

In that suit- satin, white, shine

I feel it is not over yet!

Les Paul ripping through the night

What I ve done and what I ve might

With Black Beauty in those hands

You can envy groupie for a one night stand

Further words wont do, words are too weak to tell true!

Beyond gorgeous, beyond excuse

When you touch the bow I am Dazed & Confused

With the bare chest fulled in sweat

You made me honey in to Pagette

Full of passion, full of talent

Heart is beating faster, faster, fast!!

And that smile of innocence

Makes you blessed in presence

And those lips pouted and kissable

Makes you baby irresistible

And to slide my hands through your hair

Salute for all the ladies who have dared

Eyes to die for, deep and dreamy

Left to spoke is: OH JIMMY!

sorry for mistakes because english is not my native language!! Hope you like it!!

This is beautiful.

English is not my native language too,but we can write poems somehow,can't we?

I really liked:Further words won't do, words are too weak to tell truth.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Archived

This topic is now archived and is closed to further replies.

×
×
  • Create New...