A Word of Advice
Dear Janis,
Don’t let the needle slide into ragged veins,
we still need a piece of your heart.
Dear Jim,
Stay out of the club,
no more roadhouse blues.
Dear Jimi,
You were born under a good sign,
so sleep on your side.
Dear Robert,
Stay clear of the crossroads,
and away from the bar.
Dear Amy,
You’ve got to go to rehab,
we say yes, yes, yes.
Dear Kurt,
Remember your daughter,
because it’s all about a girl.
Tracy Plath
Being a fan of these artists I really enjoyed this one a lot. I loved it Tracy. Great job!
Thank you, Ana! I often wonder what these brilliant people might have done, given the chance to grow older and mature even further into their talents.
I quite loved this poem, Tracy! The spare, direct language suits the strong longings behind the speaker’s words of “advice” — to stay, to not go (die) when they did. Makes the emotions shine without a distracting sentimentality.
Well done!
Thanks so much! That’s exactly the spare language I was going for, so glad you saw it.
Bam! ‘Nuff said!
Young people are so careless with their lives, burn their candle brightly,
But you do not scold, only plead in their own terms.
I miss a lot of people
I wanted this to be a plea, simple and heartfelt, and I’m so happy that came across.
Read this again.
You are so gentle and urgent, almost joking, and the deaths hurt even more as i try not to experience them,
Do you know what name Ingrid Exner is listed under?