Sylvia



I wish I could go back,
to February 11, 1963
in London, England.
I would have given my life,
to save Sylvia's life.

her head,
in the oven,
because she couldn't
wrap her head around,
how important
her poetry
would be to me.
the world,
it needed her.
as her children did.
we all need her voice,
her words that cut
through the silence.

but the weight
of the world,
became too much,
etched into her bones,
pressed onto her chest,
a burden too heavy
for anyone to bear.

and now we are left,
with the echoes
of her brilliance,
her haunting verses,
that ache
with the pain of loss,
and the yearning
for her presence.

I wish I could go back,
to that February day,
to reach out my hand,
to say the words
she needed to hear,
to shield her
from the darkness,
that clouded her vision.

but time
is unforgiving,
and we are left,
to hold the fragments
of her legacy,
to honor her
with our own words,
and to remember,
that sometimes
even the most luminous souls,
are not immune
to the shadows. 

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About poet, Sylvia Plath.

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Written on December 15, 2023

Submitted by JoeStrickland on December 15, 2023

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Scheme Abxcc xdexebbfgxxxh xfxxxbx ijhxxxkh Axxlxgxd xkixbglgxxxj
Closest metre Iambic dimeter
Characters 1,002
Words 244
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 5, 13, 7, 8, 8, 12

Joe Strickland

I'm just a regular, blue collar, working stiff who took an interest in writing poetry many years ago but until recently I haven't had a desire to share any with anyone or pursue publication. I'm an unpublished fork lift operator by night, and a day drinker by choice. I can be followed on Twitter @JoeStricklandSC more…

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2 Comments
  • ammiemarie
    I appreciate the storytelling and imagery you have depicted in your poem. I haven't studied much of Sylvia Path's poetry, but I feel like I know her and sympathize with her tragic demise. What a bittersweet, beautiful piece of work. 
    LikeReply4 months ago
  • lovingempath
    You certainly caught-the tragedy of Sylvia's life and death. I believe most artists are very sensitive and their form of art is the way they express their inner most emotions. If nobody sees or hears their emotions...that frustration could be too much. At first I thought this was a personal relationship you had (but that didn't make sense, due to the times). I'm not familiar with who Sylvia is, but her story is compelling. Great job Joe! 
    LikeReply 15 months ago

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