Killer Eyes Poem by Practicing Poetess
Killer Eyes
Her famous singing father
Told his girl she had it all - -
Her daddy's chops, her mother's looks
She was a living doll.
A bigger vocal range than Dad's
Her voice could mesmerize
But when she looked your way,
She could kill you with those eyes.
She was his youngest daughter,
His feminine namesake.
And when it came to talent,
She had what it would take.
Dad paid for singing lessons
So her dream she'd realize.
But when she sang her heart out,
She could kill you with those eyes.
One day, there came a phonecall
The kind you don't want to get.
His daughter dead at twenty,
Barely got her feet wet.
They said it was an overdose,
The world in sadness cries.
They put her in the ground,
But she could kill you with those eyes.
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Francine. What a tragic, premature loss of great talent. All the young actresses who played the part of Francine at various ages, had the most lovely eyes. (Have viewed photos of the real Francine, and she did, too.)This poem resulted from my watching the film.
There are 3 recordings of Francine singing on youtube, before her lifewas cut short. Her family claims it was an accidental overdose.
Thanks, Kostas. I watched the movie (upon which my poem is based) more than once, and each time, I cried at her funeral. I think perhaps her Dad hoped she'd sing with him some day. That never got to happen.
she was young and in despair and her voice was carried on the air, but the fame of her father had taken it s toll too till death was all she wanted to do.
Thank you, Louis. I personally feel that she had a huge hole in her heart from all those years of missing her father while he was on the road, and growing up primarily without him. But I suppose we'll never know for sure if it was suicide, an accidental overdose of a prescription, or falling victim to some opportunist drug dealer who preys on the rich and famous for their money. Dead people can't talk.
Yes it is, Lamar. And what makes it even sadder, is that it's true. Thanks for commenting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 2:33:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Outstanding...I love it. Sad in it's way. Well written.
Thanks, Ray. This one just poured out of me, after crying my way through Francine's funeral. The true stories are always the most touching, or in this case, sad.