DAVID SUBACCHI POET (firstname.lastname@example.org)
David Subacchi was born in Wales (UK) of Italian roots and has three published collections of poems. ‘First Cut’ (2012), ‘Hiding in Shadows’ (2014) and Not Really a Stranger (due in May 2016).
His Blog is at http://www.writeoutloud.net/profiles/davidsubacchi
JUST FOR YOU
(RIP Leonard Cohen)
We all knew someone who was half crazy
And understood very well
That was one reason why
We wanted to be with them,
But you dared to say it
So we looked up and nodded.
And it sounded like you were playing
The same kind of cut price guitar
Our parents bought for us,
The nylon strings we could not
Make sound like The Doors,
But you made them sing.
Then in the evening of our lives
You returned, successful, bemused,
We felt good and raised a glass,
Wondered where those albums were,
Winked at the kids,
Googled the lyrics to remind us.
This morning found us studying
'How Trump Won in Maps'
When your news arrived,
But tomorrow just for you
We'll smile at each other
Across our pillows.