The Wish


If that day has come
I want you to remember this:
burry me in the depth of bottomless blue ocean
where neither you can  trace my tomb
nor spread flower petals over it on a chosen special day
also you can hardly find a gravestone to lean on and cry

If that day has come
I want you to remember me as a sweet memory
Thus, burry me in the depth of bottomless blue ocean
where neither you can trace my tomb
nor spread flower petals over it on a chosen special day
for I couldn’t stand it to feel you crying over my dead body

If that day has come
promise me to let me...


#Monday, Nov 21, 2011#

17 comments:

Old Ollie | November 22, 2011 at 7:56 PM

sad little poem...but beautiful

Morning | November 28, 2011 at 8:43 AM

sad, well penned.

lynnaima | November 28, 2011 at 8:51 AM

I loved this, the picture, the imagery, the feelings, you have inspired me as well, thanks :)
my gooseberry entry: http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/11/24/your-asogwe/

The Cello Strings | November 29, 2011 at 12:42 AM

perfectly done.

lukewater | November 29, 2011 at 11:58 AM

Beautiful, haunting photo, haunting poem.
Love the purple site :3

lukewater
http://lukewater.wordpress.com/2011/11/28/november-lost/

Brian Miller | December 1, 2011 at 9:59 AM

i will echo that wish...i dont want people to mourn when it is my time...i want them to keep me alive in their memories...

zongrik | December 8, 2011 at 12:04 AM

great imagery agonizing depiction

Mary | December 8, 2011 at 1:55 AM

Oh that is so very touching, well written, sad. One does have to think about what one wants when one dies and let other people know. Thanks for visiting Poetry Jam!

Peggy | December 8, 2011 at 4:18 AM

Lovely poem and the photo goes so well with it. There is something so peaceful about this poem even though it is sad. Thanks for posting at Poetry Jam!

Judy Roney | December 8, 2011 at 5:59 AM

Wow, so vivid especially with the photo attached. I did not think this type of poem could be so peaceful in the reading.

Neni | December 8, 2011 at 6:25 AM

Thanks guys for stopping by here.... and thanks for those nice comments....

This photo prompt is so 'attractive' I coudn't stand not to write a poem about it... :)

eflores | December 8, 2011 at 6:42 AM

Very sad piece. Thank you for sharing this interesting thought. I liked the line "Thus, burry me in the depth of bottomless blue ocean," emphasis on "bottomless." It sometimes seems the ocean is this way.

Erick Flores

Margaret | December 9, 2011 at 12:27 AM

nor spread flower petals over it or lean against it...

I love that imagery. But it makes me want to ask why...

Carrie Burtt | December 9, 2011 at 4:09 AM

...and your beautiful words will be as well.....:-)

Victoria | December 9, 2011 at 4:26 PM

The photograph haunts me - beautiful. Yoir poem makes me note how people of different traditions commit our dead bodies to each of the four elements - water, air, fire, and earth. Your case for water is beautifully stated. And I agree with Mary that conveying our prferences is important. Clear stated preferences have helped me feel respectful in the rites for my beloved dead.

Neni | December 9, 2011 at 7:01 PM

yeah, the idea about the water just came up when I saw this picture... And you are right, it is important to say what we want when we die... :)

Thanks for stopping by... :)

Cassiopeia Rises | December 11, 2011 at 12:14 AM

Beautiful sad little poem. Well said.


Melanie

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