Uncovered Brass

Posted: April 8, 2015 in free verse, poem, poetry
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Wrap me tight for the fire
Slide me into the flames
Let no man see my wrinkled flesh and thinning hair
No long worms will curl through me
Flash my bones to ash and sift for my gold
Let me rest awhile in uncovered brass,
in the light, above the dirt that I toiled in.
Then cast me into the breeze
so I may always drift above it.
Please wrap me tight for the fire

DSS  4/25/2011

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Comments
  1. I find this so beautiful, J! 🙂
    I want to be cremated. I want my ashes put in the ground and then have a tree or flowers planted on me. 🙂
    Most people don’t like to talk about death, or what will be done with their body after death. It doesn’t bother me to talk about it. It is just another part of the journey…the cycle. 🙂
    I should post about my conversation with my kids related to all of this. It was a funny conversation. Ha. 😛
    HUGS!!! 🙂

    Like

  2. A very deep write– nicely done.

    Liked by 1 person

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