We got it darker

Leonard Cohen 1934-2016

Godfather of gloom
left our waiting room
just that bit darker today
an overnight train
his secret campaign
barely a hint of delay

gruffly debonair
poems as prayer
time now for sackcloth and ash
those burnt cigarettes
paint sad silhouettes
finer than eyeline and lash

songs written in stone
old suits are outgrown
armistice silence began
angels passover
naked in clover
brought death to a ladies’ man

Gayle’s DVerse prompt is the poetry form ‘Alouette‘ [5/a;5/a;7/b;5/c;5/c;7;b] This ‘skylark’ meter is perhaps too light and airy for a requiem to Leonard Cohen but could not let his passing today go unmarked by me