Inside the Mind of Isadora


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If It Be Your Will by Leonard Cohen

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On November 7, 2016, the sad news was announced that the prominent poet, novelist, musician, singer, songwriter and paint artist, Leonard Cohen had died. He was born on September 21, 1934 in Westmount, Quebec, Canada.
His work explored religion, politics, isolation, sexuality, and personal relationships. He won the Chester Mac Naghten Literary Competition for the poems “Sparrows” and “Thoughts of a Landsman.”

His song “Suzanne” became a hit for Judy Collins who subsequently covered a number of Cohen’s other songs, as well, and was for many years his most covered song. He was also associated with many other performers including Sharon Robinson, Jennifer Warnes and Anjani Thomas. ©wikipedia

During the New York City’s folk scene in Greenwich Village, I had the pleasure of being exposed to his words from other poets who were reciting his poems and aspiring to be as good.

It’s a formidable loss of an incredibly revered visionary artist.

May you Rest in Peace,

Isadora

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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“Hallelujah” was first released on Cohen’s studio album Various Positions in 1984.

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If It Be Your Will

If it be your will that I speak no more
And my voice be still as it was before
I will speak no more, I shall abide until
I am spoken for, if it be your will

If it be your will that a voice be true
From this broken hill, I will sing to you
From this broken hill, all your praises they shall ring
If it be your will to let me sing

From this broken hill all your praises they shall ring
If it be your will to let me sing

If it be your will, if there is a choice
Let the rivers fill, let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill on all these burning hearts in Hell
If it be your will to make us well

And draw us near, and bind us tight
All your children here in their rags of light
In our rags of light, all dressed to kill
And end this night, if it be your will, if it be your will

Song Lyrics 

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Official site for Leonard Cohen


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Friday Fictioneers – Spikey Audrey

The artist stood back as he eyed his creation. Not too bad, he thought.

It does need something to enhance the color. White spikey thorns flowed from the paintbrush. Perfect.

Roger completed ten paintings for the gallery opening in one week, with Spikey Audrey being his last. 

The crowds eyed his paintings with philosophical implications. Customers whispered as sold stickers indicated sales.

Roger heard a voice behind him, “It looks like you’ve betrayed your philosophies.”

“Mercy me if it isn’t cynical, Mona.”

“Sorry, darling, I expected more than flowers from you.”

“It’s all business, not art, my dear, just business.”

2022©Isadora De La Vega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©Trish Nankeville

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Friday Fictioneers – You


You

He looks at her lying there on the blanket. He’s mesmerized by her luscious curves.

The lotion she cautiously applied to her skin glistens in the sun’s rays. 

Her ocean-drenched golden hair trickles droplets onto her shoulders.

She is lying blissfully below an azure sky. 

He is wondering, what she’s thinking?

Her beauty is matched only by the surrounding peaceful beach setting. 

You isolate by choice.

You are not alone.

Passion grasps his emotions with tender feelings of sensuality.

You are captivating.

You are bewitching.

You are mysterious.

You.

Are what I want!

You.

I want to know,

You.

2022©Isadora De La Vega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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*****This was written for another challenge in February. I received one comment. I thought I’d repost on this challenge since it fit the photo prompt.


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Sunday Song – Malaguena Salerosa

Love is like the wonders of a unique rose in the garden of peace.

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Beauty is not in the face; Beauty is a light in the heart. Khalil Gibran

Placido Domingo sings this romantic song about the beauty of a woman he desires,

but feels unworthy of her. The words are in Spanish and English.

Enjoy … Isadora 😎


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Crimson Creative Challenge – Spring Garden

Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty

outweighs all the utilities of the world©Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

Srping Garden   2022©Isadora DeLaVega  

Every season spills its

wonder upon the earth©Flavia

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #185

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Friday Fictioneers – Make Magic Happen

The funeral was exactly the way my grandmother wanted.

She pre-paid and planned it all before she died.

Always the forward-thinking woman, no one would be able to leave any details out.

The rose garden was to be her final resting place.

She’d say, “Where else would I want to be? These roses have helped me create beautiful paintings that will live on in the homes of many long after I’m gone.”

Her garden was magical. She could grow colorful varieties.

I’m sure she’s looking down at us and saying, “Pick up a paintbrush and make magic happen.”

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

photo prompt©Dale Rogerson

 

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Friday Fictioneers – Pierre’s Tulip Garden 

She was waiting for Pierre in the garden. He’d gone to get some wine for their moonlight stargazing tonight. He was always very romantic.

The floral scents engulfed her as she walked among the many

prize-winning tulips.

There were many varieties. Pierre was proud of his green thumb. 

Turning, she saw him running towards her. 

“Mona! My precious flowerThe love of my life.”

Finally, he said it. 

“Oh, Pierre!

Mona, my flower!”

Oh, Pierre! I love you too!

Pierre reached her. He knelt and moved her foot aside.

“My flower!” “You were standing on my prize-winning flower.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©Na’ama Yehuda

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*****Do to alot of out of state visitors, I’ve edited an oldie but somewhat goodie from a FF 2017 story that goes well with this pix. Ejoy 😎 🌸 😍