Now, you're gone
And at peace with yr daughter
In yr life, you voice resisted the Nazis
But it was yr voice leading
The Left Bank into a bohemian rhapsody
That the intellectuals fondly remember
As yr voice started a kind of rebellion
With chic hand-me-downs and raccoon eyes
You became an angel in a non-existed heaven
Among the riff-raff of the drunken, smoke-filled cafe
Where you performed
You fell in love with many men
Rest, O Juliette, may find yr harmony
As yr memony is honoured in an avant-garde paradise
Somewhere in 1948 Paris
An extraordinary eulogy for a woman you noticed and observed, perhaps someone famous or related. You expressed and depicted in a fantastic way. Kudos! !
So mysterious and clearly a woman of substance. LeeAnn you've peaked my interest. I'll look into Juliette Greco, but in the poetry meantime five stars and thank you for sharing your intriguing poem. And hang in there like the rest of us poetry mere mortals. Take care LeeAnn and stay healthy.
This poem certainly makes me want to know more about this woman. She sounded untamed and unbeatable.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic poem.... well penned dear poetess LeeAnn