She led him piece by piece
down to her water of life,
and even though he knew
she was possibly quite crazy,
he didn’t mind at all
because sanity was never his anyway.
She fed him tea and poetry,
and the wonders of her endless thought,
sweeter than honey,
a different kind of bliss,
an ecstasy, a loving bed
of like minds and theology.
They drifted on euphoria,
with a kind of nakedness
that opens eyes to the unknown,
and teaches the independent heart
how not to recover from the blending of souls.
In the passing of time,
even the most ancient memory
won’t fail to recall her living water,
the loving bed,
the poetry infused with tea
and her beautiful crazy mind.
Picture: Cranes Fly Away ~ Deviantart
The inspiration for this poem came from Leonard Cohen’s song ‘Suzanne‘ partially describing a woman he once knew.
Someone I was following on Twitter posted a You Tube video of the Judy Collins version. When I played it I really wasn’t sure if I had ever heard that song before or not – but it got my attention, I absolutely loved it. I have to guess the song is describing fascination and and magnetic attraction when the love of someone, or perhaps the idea of how wonderful they are sweeps us off our feet. As least, that’s how the song speaks to me. And the beautiful crazy mind in my poem is describing a woman who is not miss average. Someone who is highly attractive in personality, but seen by the world as a bit crazy. Perhaps Charles Bukowski’s wonderful poem One For Old Snaggletooth might have also inspired me on this one?
It was interesting to find that Leonard Cohen was originally a writer, poet and an author of several novels, who later turned to write songs because those books weren’t bringing him in enough money. I didn’t know that before, but it makes perfect sense, he’s a powerful writer of some brilliant songs! Here’s the lyrics if you’d prefer to read them.
Just to let you all know, it might be a little while before I get to answer the comments on here as I’m going to have to take a short break. I have some major work – essential repairs occurring next week in my home, plus a complete refit of my bathroom. I was hoping it would all be done when I last took a break – but no, nothing went to plan. I’m dreading the upheaval, not to mention having to move my computer from it’s perfect place in order to ensure it’s not damaged with all the workmen in the house. It has to be done, but I’m not happy at all, I hate chaos and stress. :neutral: I just hope I manage to keep my cool head on. ;)
If you notice my absence for about a week, I’m not avoiding you all, just a bit tied up with the annoying things of life. If I get the opportunity to use another computer during that time (might be possible) I’ll drop by your blogs, but if not, I’ll be offline for about a week. I’m hoping to go ahead with the second issue of The Writing Garden as planned, it’s all complete, just got to press publish. But again, I might be a while getting round to any comments. I shall certainly be returning to read your posts ASAP! :)
Dancing In The Rain – poetry by Chris Moran
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