Bring my ashes home in a coffee can
I'm not particular about which brand
It can be Folgers or even Maxwell House
Just don't bury me next to my ex spouse
Spend my insurance money on a big clay pot
Mix my ashes in with dirt and Miracle grow
Then plant the flowers called Forget-Me-Nots
Every summer I'll put on a dazzling show
Author Eileen Clark
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Very funny. Less expensive than an urn. lol
Hi, thank you Thomas. đ
LOL the perfect way to go. And to think those forget me nots will forever grow. đ wonderful.
Thank you Teddy, 15 for reading and commenting.
My comments on the poem "Put my ashes in a coffee canâ by Eileen Clark
âJust don't bury me next to my ex spouseâ
This shows that humans can difficultly forgive or forget permanently bad experiences. We have suffered so much from that relationship in our lifetime that we donât even want to be buried in the SAME grave. Or, even then there will be battles. Here, even ânextâ to that guyâs grave is refused⊠A coffee can will do perfectly for the ashesâŠ
Flowers called âforget-me-notsâ are a sweet, fantastic way to point to remembranceâŠ
You will flower and bloom even after your death. You will bloom even from your ASHES, for even death will not be the end of you. Your legacies will live on. They will do, since you are a poet. Poets are immortal.
"(.....) Poets are immortal, says at the very beginning James Burty David. For him, we must not think that the imaginary is disorderly, for even in this apparent disorder, there is a structured language." "De la difficulté à faire rimer poésie et identité." "WEEK-END" newspaper, Mauritius 6 July, 1997, (page 33).
â(On GAUTHIER). In a world in which everything is impermanent, the poet, by rearranging reality into art, can create something that will have more permanent value. ...... Art can thus provide the poet with a solace for his mortality while he is alive and the hope of immortality in death. (âŠ)â "TWELVE FRENCH POETS. 1820-1900. AN ANTHOLOGY OF 19TH CENTURY FRENCH POETRY." London : Longmans, Green and Co., 1957. (Third impression, 1959). (With an Introduction and Notes by Douglas ParmĂ©e). (Pages xiii to lvi). Full acknowledgements are made to the authors, publishers and rights-holders.
From my poem âA disappearing actâ :
âThe interval might last any length of time :
Some might wish it long, some might not ;
With the departâd life, untied be the knot :
The reunion shalt birth some terrific rhymeâŠâŠâ
Reunion, here, is about burying both in the same grave or side by sideâŠ
Soman Ragavan. 22 October, 2023. //
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wow!
My further comments on the poem "Put my ashes in a coffee canâ by Eileen Clark
Thomas W Case says on this poem : âVery funny. Less expensive than an urn. Lolâ
After your death, expenses from your wealth will not matter. Any money or wealth left will go to others, anyway. After your death, it should not be a question of money. Indeed, you should arrange for all your money to be spent rather than be given to those who pestered you during your life. A flower vase is definitely better than an urn. The urn just sits there. It is sealed. It contains memories. In contrast, the flowering in the vase will be a beautiful scene, although you yourself wonât be here to see it. Like I say, donât leave anything to them fiends⊠Soman Ragavan. 22 October, 2023. //
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Hi  again, the poem was just having a little fun, I have written many fun poems. In reality,  cremation and no expensive urn is the best way to go. Why should funeral parlors make money off my death when they gave me no money to help with my living expenses.
I note your points. My writings still stand good⊠Anyway, the choice of âforget-me-notsâ flowers is a âcoup de maĂźtre,â --- a master stroke. It is one flower that is tied to remembrance. Soman Ragavan. 23 October, 2023. //
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Me too - I hardly ever drink coffee, so I won't get it mixed up with a tea caddy! lol. Or I might have an old tea chest instead. Doh!
Hi, I drink instinct coffee now, I'm old and don't have time to wait for my coffee to percolate.
Thank you for your nice comment. đ
Not every ending has to be only sad, some can be funny and humorous like this đ
Hello! Someone that understands, excellent and thank you.
I laughed so hard it hurt... thank you!
Hello jarcher54, thank you, I'm happy you enjoyed it, you made my day. đ
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