To The Bearer of the Famous Blue Raincoat
Posted: Mon May 10, 2004 3:32 pm
To The Bearer of the Famous Blue Raincoat
He captured the soul of a generation
Or two.
Encapsulated within words and music
Our dreams.
A poet that suffered not
Of material need.
A restless soul whose spirit rebelled
Against himself.
A man who could capture beauty
And grief.
A man who could package grief
In beauty.
A man who never failed to stir
My imagination.
A man who wrote of life,
And love-
A man who wrote of strife,
And loss-
Mostly of his making.
A man who sought the answer
And the question
A man who made me cry,
With joy.
A restless spirit that always oppugns,
His being, our world.
An irreligious man,
A rabbi and a priest.
A religious layman,
An agnostic.
A man raised in bigotry
Who taught us tolerance.
A spirit that would not,
Could not,
Should not,
Will not,
Be calmed.
Retrospective requiems
Are the songs of the day.
Like the Hydra-
Many heady thoughts
Many hedonistic deeds.
His songs, his poems,
The mirror of his life.
He captured the soul of a generation
Or two.
Encapsulated within words and music
Our dreams.
A poet that suffered not
Of material need.
A restless soul whose spirit rebelled
Against himself.
A man who could capture beauty
And grief.
A man who could package grief
In beauty.
A man who never failed to stir
My imagination.
A man who wrote of life,
And love-
A man who wrote of strife,
And loss-
Mostly of his making.
A man who sought the answer
And the question
A man who made me cry,
With joy.
A restless spirit that always oppugns,
His being, our world.
An irreligious man,
A rabbi and a priest.
A religious layman,
An agnostic.
A man raised in bigotry
Who taught us tolerance.
A spirit that would not,
Could not,
Should not,
Will not,
Be calmed.
Retrospective requiems
Are the songs of the day.
Like the Hydra-
Many heady thoughts
Many hedonistic deeds.
His songs, his poems,
The mirror of his life.