I listened to John Prine
the other day
and could hear the sound
of his heartbeat
singing.
He sang in a mid-western
drawl, slow and easy,
but waltzing steady
with a quirky rhythm
and a satirical rhyme.
His gravelly voice
spread across the universe
like a worn, comfortable blanket.
He tweaked my mood
and sharpened my soul
with each bend of his jaw.
I could see him writing songs
sitting on a porch,
a beer by his side
with his gentle fingers
strumming
his sweet goodbye.
Sad
Very much, LA
I was lucky enough to see John Prine in concert many years ago. His songs take me back to a better place. Great piece!!
Thank you, Dana. I was a big fan and wanted to see him in LA but couldn’t make it. Tree of Forgiveness was beautiful.
‘could hear the sound of his heartbeat singing’ — This is beautiful.
Thank you, SnapDragon. I wrote this about a year before his death. Watching him on a show called Sunday Morning, he talked about his cancer and looked like he didn’t have long for this earth.
Wow. . .
R.I.P. John Prine
☮️☮️
A fitting poetic tribute to a great artist and singer.
Thank you, DVH.
A beautiful tribute.
Thank you.
This is a wonderful tribute to him.
Thank you, Anne. I just loved his stories. He was humorous and sensitive.
Beautifully written poem, admirable choice of words 🌞
Thanks, very much appreciated.
Pleasure
A fitting tribute to a great artist. I’m listening to “Lonesome Friends of Science” right now.
That one would make me cry. He was a man with such a big heart. May he rest in ☮️☮️
Yes, may he rest in peace.
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Thank you, Chuck. 🙂
Powerful, may I share it?
Absolutely!! 🙏🏻
Absolutely powerful and heartfelt. Very beautifully penned. Fantastic piece!
Thank you, Lucy.
Sad. I recently heard his ‘When I Go To Heaven’. I hope he made it
Me too, Larry. And I hope I meet him there. ☮️
Beautiful tribute.
Thank you!!
Oh WOW! I love this, Mark! Cheers! 🙂
Thank you, 🙂🙂
My pleasure! 🙂
This world grows a bit sadder with each loss..
Yes. ☮️