3 poems by Ethan McGuire inspired by Leonard Cohen for Before I Turn Into Gold Day

(c) Geoffrey Wren

Disciple Dash

I would run free with you
just on principle

although, as you know
running is not my style

your love has simply
truly transformed me
into a disciple

even if only
for a little while

hello, so long, good-bye

Jellyfish

I don’t want to seem like a heretic,
but your hips and lips and eyes, they hit me
like a bottle of wine.

No, I don’t want to be your lunatic,
but, by a country mile, no cheeks or chin
have ever looked so fine.

Maybe then I am just a fanatic,
but I’m trying not to be too despised;
I’d better grow a spine.

Salt   (previously posted)

A rock pillar of salt awaits those looking backward. 
 
As a staunch evangelical American, 
once I epitomized a top-rung Christian. 
 
You have asked me to discuss the future, 
yet we cannot discuss what has not been. 
Leonard saw the future, called it murder, 
the same as our own present and our past. 
 
My upward way is at once my downward. 
The downward path, it rises up likewise. 
God sees all time present for forever. 
I am not God; the night still spreads outside. 
 
I struggled long in lost worldview warfare. 
My weary back I never once unbent. 
Then one night, along the troubled pathway, 
a stranger told me he could build those walls: 
 
              The walls between my culture and comfort, 
              walls between the foreign and family. 
 
I sold my soul, crossroads, to the Stranger, 
though, true, he did not ask explicitly, 
only asked for proof of my loyalty, 
and my tired soul I volunteered in pledge. 
 
My upward way is at once my downward. 
The downward path, it rises up likewise. 
God sees all time present for forever. 
I am not God; the night still spreads outside. 
 
Once you sell your soul, lightning seals the deal. 
Even when the pendulum oscillates, 
your soul is sold. You cannot buy it back. 
I offer passers futures and my life. 
 
                    As I lie in the mud of dirty roads, 
                    even the Stranger mourns my fate in time. 
 
I lie trampled underfoot, Stranger of Gold. 
I gave myself to you, oh my paper stranger. 
 
I become a statue of salt as I stare backward.


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5 poems inspired by Leonard Cohen by Robert Frede Kenter (Before I Turn Into Gold Day)
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Wonderful Artwork from Avalanches in Poetry Writings & Art Inspired by Leonard Cohen by artist/writer Geoffrey Wren

All of the poems (revised) from Avalanches in Poetry for Leonard Cohen Week by David L O’Nan

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By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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