Yard Sale of Thoughts

Have you ever written a poem of advice? As I write my lovely niece’s graduation card, I remember my own advice poem from 2021.  What’s your best advice? I’d love to hear it.

Happy Tuesday!

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Advice to the saplings (planted in rows)

Savor the row you are planted in.
Admire your own foliage.

Be proud of its unique pattern
and never despair in its disarray.

Swallow each snack of sunshine.

Sip each blue martini rainstorm.

Grow firm roots to feel grounded,
but keep branching in new directions.

You may feel like one among many, but
you’re an irreplaceable, magical being.

Whether you are harvested early
or left to rot in an abandoned field,
be confident that your life will nourish.

Existence always has purpose,
even when it happens in rows.


©2021| K. Hartless

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I used to assign advice pieces each year with my high school creative writing students. We would aways listen to Baz Lurhmann’s musical version of a hypothetical commencement speech by columnist Mary Schmich, originally published in June 1997 in the Chicago Tribune. So much better than my advice and still very powerful. I’ve linked it here for your listening pleasure.