In the heights of Karakorum,
sits a panjandrum, high cock-a-lorum.
Sits in lotus, not a sports car,
imparting wisdom to a rock star.
Wisdom sounds like mumbo-jumbo,
stirring syllables into gumbo.
Says a word that sounds like Zabadak,
making duck sounds, is he just a quack?
Is he floating over the parapet?
Has the acid started working yet?
Peter now is quite enlightened,
shame that later he'll be frightened.
In a bedsit, south of Wapping,
still more acid Pete is dropping.
Never lonely, hearing voices,
a schizo always doubles his choices,
and if he cannot bear his guitar,
he hears the echoes of a sitar.
Maybe he will make a comeback,
find a tune and make a demo-track.
One thing Pete will never know,
whatever happened to his mojo.

Comments
Silver Spun Sand | November 24, 2009 - 12:00
Nice one, Ewan...and even if Pete does find his mojo, will it be working, or not?
Tina
chuck | November 24, 2009 - 14:43
Would this be Pete of Pete and Kate? Or any old Pete? No matter.
'In a bedsit, south of Wapping,
still more acid Pete is dropping.'
Beautiful. A poem in itself.
tcook | November 24, 2009 - 18:18
I suspect that this might be a Green type of Peter.
h jenkins | November 24, 2009 - 18:30
Yeah, I think so too - Albatross and Man of the World; Peter Greenbaum as was, a native of Bethnal Green as am I. I think he lost his Manalishi too.
Oh Well!
Helvigo Jenkins
LawOfTheOne | November 25, 2009 - 01:44
Great poem Ewan. I love Peter Green. What a tragic waste of unbelievable talent :(
Here in Dublin on the same night recently that Fleetwood Mac played to thousands of people in the O2, Peter Green played to about 200 people in the Academy. It's such a travesty! I thought this poem captured something of him really well.
InspiredWriter | November 25, 2009 - 11:14
Brilliant. How do you think of stuff like that? An inspiration to me xInspiredWriter
Ewan | November 26, 2009 - 09:07
Yes, Peter's story is very sad. Almost as sad as Jeremy's.
h jenkins | November 26, 2009 - 17:11
Didn't Jeremy Spencer resurface last year? I'm sure I heard that somewhere. Wonderful guitarist in his day.
As I recall it, he went out to buy some fags in 1971 and wasn't seen for years. He joined some religious cult in the US.
I best remember 'Somebody's Gonna Get Their Head Kicked in Tonight.' Not the obvious theme for a 'Child of God'. As I may have remarked before ... Oh, Well!
Helvigo Jenkins