Her loss of love our personal gain,
she sang-screamed deep primal pain.
Janis rocked hard, almost left the rails:
no warning whistle – but heart-wail.
Convention fore-fingered, she didn’t care,
blatantly dismissed modesty: absent brasserie.
Pioneer, prodigy, the first female rocker:
A feminist Mick Jagger, a femme Joe Cocker.
Wilful and defiant, smiling to the last,
promises of promiscuity failed her fast;
her battered heart weary, fully broken:
heaven far away, she failed to stop hoping.
A sobering story: drink, drugs and disarray:
hankering for validation, debts none can pay.
An accidental overdose, her spirit robbed:
song nuances spoke, hearts silently sobbed.