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Ok ladies and gentleman, here is my poem about Jeff Buckley. If you do not understand some of what I write, I suggest reading more about him on the web. I may not be the best poet, but I do write from the heart, so take it as it is.
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To Jeff

Step in
The water’s fine
You’ve stumbled upon a night divine
Love is all around you
You call it out by name
Lay back, take a breath, play the game

The piercing cold
Holding you like a mother holds her babe
This is where you were drawn
Could you not see it in your dreams?
Things will become clear for them
When the pain is gone
After all, you put it in song

It calls you, and you follow it
It swallows you
Eats you up
Devours you
So greedily it devours the gift
The love
The voice
You resisted all those years
But now you give in, and you pay the price

Where did you go?
I cannot hear your voice
Jeff?
Jeff?
JEFF!
The moment has come
The voice is silenced
But silenced only on this physical earth, for the voice will never truly die
It lives on, in the works you made and were in the process of making
In the performances you gave, you gave it your all. Why did you do that?
Why did you have to give yourself to the waves?
The voice lives on in hearts and minds, those who have heard you and love you
And like our Lord it will rise again, in the hearts of those who have yet to hear it
What a gift they will have, knowing your magic
But what sadness, that they will never be able to know you like they need to
The voice is better than nothing, but it may never be enough

I never knew you, until it was too late
I feel cheated, cheated out of what others had the chance to experience
But even so, I feel like you’re a gift, and I will never be the same
Your smile shines, but it tells great lies
To see the truth, we look into your eyes
Puppy dog, looking for affection
So sad, so lonely, did it come from him?
Were you born with those eyes, or did they grow from pain?
One look says it all, says more than we ever wanted to know
You could have been the happiest man in the world, but those eyes bring sadness

That voice
That wonderful voice
Piercing hearts like an unclean dagger
Refusing to let go, demanding attention
Dripping with emotion, sensitivity, sorrow, anger, vulnerability
You write a book with each sigh, each moan, each scream
Your body was taken by the water
But the voice is what stays
Isn’t that all that matters?
I made a mistake
Your love stayed too
It touched everyone who knew you
And I think it also touches those who didn’t
Love and a voice
What a combination
What a way to change the world

It’s never over
It never will be
You are our dream brother
Can’t you see?
You trusted the water
But it didn’t respect you
But we do
We have to
We love you
How could we not?