This poem is dedicated in memory of Leonard Cohen. One of the Great ones.

I can smell

the cigarette

smoke

in your voice.

The shade of dark blue you wear,

so dark

it’s almost black,

is the vision I

witness

When I close my eyes.

And within

the depths of this blue

I see smoke

Unfurl

Words

And I am reminded

of how much

you loved them.

You treated them

Like children,

So tenderly

was the way

they emanated from you,

I hope

the place you’ve gone to

Is as blessed as we have been

to be swayed by your words.