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Crematorium

dead
bones rise
in ashes,
furnace spews clouds
smelling putrid smoke,
tongues consume bodies all,
aeolian whispers fan
Varanasi’s fierce appetite,
prayer flags wave like a wick of hope
while the ruddy Ganges silently flows

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Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 2/26/2018 12:08:00 PM

I agree w/the other poets/poetesses ... this poem has vivid, brilliant imagery, Phil. I think I will try my hand at this form. This poem is a dark beauty for sure. Filing it in the fave section. Excellent poem. Wonderment seen thru your inked eyes. Love and smiles always.

Phil Capitano
Date: 2/27/2018 4:19:00 AM

Thanks Freddie, you always have the right words to make me feel better. Namaste kind soul.

John Hamilton

Date: 9/24/2017 9:43:00 PM

Masterful etheree Phil, yeah I've seen the funeral pyres on the Ganges it's something to behold, this one had such great imagery I could see and smell it, outstanding Phil!

Phil Capitano
Date: 9/25/2017 4:27:00 AM

Thanks John, the idea caught fire in my soul and I had to write about it. Grazie for the kind comments.

Aqua Marine

Date: 9/2/2017 3:23:00 PM

A ful sensory involvement in death rituals reality- each culture has their own way of releasing the dead...Im ok with darker poems- keeps me grounded...: )

Gary Bateman

Date: 9/2/2017 5:52:00 AM

Hello Phil, This one is a brilliantly conceived Etheree and the build out of the word picture and the attendant imagery are perfect!! You bring the aspect of the Crematorium up close to the reader for sure. Well-Done my friend. A FAV!! Cheers, Gary

Phil Capitano
Date: 9/2/2017 12:17:00 PM

Thanks Gary always a pleasure to hear from you. Peace out my friend.

Joseph May

Date: 8/21/2017 7:59:00 AM

Well penned Phil...Powerful imagery

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/17/2017 6:32:00 PM

Vivid images.

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 8/15/2017 10:33:00 AM

Superb poetry, Phil. Your extensive multi-cultural knowledge is on full blast in this outstanding poem. The title is eye-catching. Pulsar bright poetry. Love and peace, my friend.

Robert Lindley

Date: 8/15/2017 6:42:00 AM

I agree with Harry, this poem is brilliant and very thought provoking. I have never written an Etheree but this interesting and deep creation you have conceived leads me to now consider doing so.. A fav....

Harry Horsman

Date: 8/11/2017 5:22:00 PM

Oh yes you certainly provoke one to think here Phil, the poem is brilliant,,,

Donna Roberts

Date: 8/10/2017 3:39:00 PM

think its how I'm going but the tongue part did get to me , thanks for earlier comment

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/9/2017 6:21:00 PM

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. I don't know why my religion says we should be buried. Cremation is a good way to go. I love etheree and I think you did a splendid job painting the scene of it. At first I thought it was about the World War 2 era and their death furnaces. But Ganges river told me a different story.

Phil Capitano
Date: 8/10/2017 7:09:00 AM

Thanks so much Andrea for your comment, it is greatly appreciated. No one likes to think of these things until its time but death and what to do with the earthly vessel is inevitable. Namaste.

Janice Canerdy

Date: 8/8/2017 5:50:00 PM

You've painted quite a thought-provoking scene, Phil! Congrats on your win! Janice

Phil Capitano
Date: 8/9/2017 8:02:00 AM

Thanks Janice, I know this is a delicate subject for some. Have a great day.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 8/7/2017 4:27:00 PM

I am with Akkina on this one, Phil. Very well written, but very disconcerting. I want to be cremated when I die, but now I'm not so sure! ;) By the way, thanks for your lovely post on my poem. Much appreciated.

Phil Capitano
Date: 8/7/2017 5:41:00 PM

Thanks Eileen, like I said to Akkina, to me good poetry makes you feel something even if it is uncomfortable. Ciao.