PoetryPix
depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
We got it darker
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
16 Comments on “We got it darker”
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I don’t think it’s too dark but a fitting tribute.
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Thank you – never dark enough for such a loss
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I did one too – a tribute that is. A sad loss indeed, but you saluted his spirit here, Laura.
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No doubt his absence will inspire like the years of hearing his presence – coming over to read yours Tish
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I think the form supported your poem beautifully, Laura. This is a wonderful tribute to a most exceptional man. Thanks for joining in with the prompt!
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Thank you! Not an easy prompt for one who finds form and rhyme hard to handle –
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You’re welcome and you’re not the only one that finds forms “alien”, Laura, but it’s fun to give them a try when you’re in the mood. I’m glad you joined in, thanks!
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rose with the skylark to the occasion 😉
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his secret campaign
barely a hint of delay
A fine tribute to a luminary, Leonard, a guiding light extinguished!
Hank
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only had a hint of his imminent demise with that final letter to Marianne in July:
“Well, Marianne, it’s come to this time when we are really so old and our bodies are falling apart and I think I will follow you very soon. Know that I am so close behind you that if you stretch out your hand, I think you can reach mine. And you know that I’ve always loved you for your beauty and for your wisdom … but now, I just want to wish you a very good journey. Goodbye old friend. Endless love, see you down the road.”
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Great tribute to a great artist.
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thanks Bryan – am sure will do another more aptly perhaps like the crow rather than a skylark
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I think even darkness can light as feathers… which Mr Cohen proved more than anyone else.. love your poem which I got already from the title.
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well observed! the Buddhist Mr Cohen will be making his way through the next darkness -“that’s how the light gets in”
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So happy to read an alouette written for Mr. Cohen! A great loss. His poignant words will live on.
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his voice carried far and touched many of us
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