People who died before me

[Delta40]

It is with morbid delight
that I count the folk
I have outlived thus far.
Jesus Christ - boy was he crucified by the public!
Janis Joplin had nothing left to lose
Sylvia Plath sought comfort in a gas oven
Jayne Mansfield often lost her head with men
Martin Luther King put himself in the firing line
James Dean was prone to cut corners
Buddy Holly didn’t have time to grow wings
Diana always wanted to be a princess
I ponder if the only challenge left
is to surpass Elvis in size
since I already kicked Lennon to the kerb.
I will never know if my quantity of life
equals the quality of
Monroe, Malcolm X or Marley

[tainaprincess]

I like it. In reply to:


I will never know if my quantity of life
equals the quality of
Monroe, Malcolm X or Marley

Is that it really depends on the little things you do in your life to make your life and others' lives just a little bit better.

[BienvenuJDC]

Very witty work...

[Jerrybaldy]

The message is in the first line. Thankfully he doesnt want you as a sunbeam just yet.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DELTA. xx

[Delta40]

Where are my balloons?

[Hawkman]

All one can really hope for is to be one's self, to the utmost of one's ability. we only really fail when we try to be someone we're not. Just keep being you.

Live long and prosper - H

[Delta40]

All one can really hope for is to be one's self, to the utmost of one's ability. we only really fail when we try to be someone we're not. Just keep being you.

Live long and prosper - H

Definitely!

[Delta40]

I did not know that Sylvia Plath's son Nicholas hung himself in 2009. What a cold, unfeeling legacy for a mother to pass to her child...

this is truly awful

Hughes and Plath had two children, Frieda Rebecca and Nicholas Farrar, but separated in the autumn of 1962. He continued to live at Court Green, North Tawton, Devon irregularly with his lover Assia Wevill after Plath's death on 11 February 1963. As Plath's widower, Hughes became the executor of Plath’s personal and literary estates. He oversaw the publication of her manuscripts, including Ariel (1966). He also claimed to have destroyed the final volume of Plath’s journal, detailing their last few months together. In his foreword to The Journals of Sylvia Plath, he defends his actions as a consideration for the couple's young children.

On 25 March 1969, six years after Plath's suicide by asphyxiation from a gas stove, Assia Wevill committed suicide in the same way. Wevill also killed her child, Alexandra Tatiana Elise (nicknamed Shura), the four-year-old daughter of Hughes, born on 3 March 1965.[10]

[PrinceMyshkin]

Is this a thread........or a bloodbath?

[Delta40]

seems like a bloodbath to me. tragic

[hillwalker]

The only ray of light in this so-called bloodbath is...... that everyone who is now dead must have died before you.

H :-)

[Maryd.]

Ok Delta, this one has become my favourite poem form you.
Good one.

[Delta40]

Ted Huges on Assia Wevill:

We didn't find her - she found us.
She sniffed us out.
She sat there
Slightly filthy with erotic mystery.
I saw the dreamer in her
Had fallen in love with me and she did not know it.
That moment the dreamer in me
Fell in love with her, and I soon knew it.