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For the Birds

My greatest deed when I am done
These joyous laps around the sun
Above all acts of charity
Beyond all art and poetry
My flesh be left to birds for feed

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Patricia Cresswell

September 21, 2017 at 2:30 PM

A sky burial you will have to go east then. My friend was cremated and had her ashes mixed with potters clay and became a set of wind chimes for each of her children. The birds will love you and then you fly.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

September 21, 2017 at 2:38 PM

How beautiful. Yeah not really realistic, composting is an option ;) But to be loved and be flown...

Joseph C Ogbonna

March 29, 2017 at 4:07 AM

This poem is quite similar to my poem, " I long for a paper's grave." I like the delicacy of language and the precise message it conveys. brilliantly penned. Thanks for sharing it, and thanks for reviewing my poem.

Phillip Garcia

March 11, 2017 at 1:45 PM

Perfectly penned! An enticing piece that makes you reconsider your standing in the world. I love it, well done

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

March 11, 2017 at 3:07 PM

Thank you Phillip, I am very happy you like it so. xomo!

Lisa Ricci

March 9, 2017 at 2:13 PM

Hello Maureen. How beautifully poetic. Honestly. Well done

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

March 9, 2017 at 4:21 PM

:) thank you Lisa

Jesse Zerlaut

March 9, 2017 at 4:02 AM

this is wonderful, Maureen, and telling me I inspired that makes it all the more touching and real. What a poem!!! solid 7!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

March 9, 2017 at 4:20 PM

;)

Demetrios Trifiatis

March 9, 2017 at 2:07 AM

Profound! A 7 dear Maureen!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

March 9, 2017 at 4:18 PM

Love! xomo

Judy Ball

March 8, 2017 at 4:40 PM

HaHa This is a fine little poem Maureen. Well expressed and great rhythm and rhyme. Reminds me of something I say quite often. I tell people that when I die I don't really care what they do with the body since I won't be in it anymore so they can take me to the zoo and feed me to the big cats if they want. I am biodegradable. Great poem,God Bless and a big 7 from me. JB

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

March 8, 2017 at 9:59 PM

Awesome! With alternative Eco friendly funeral business on the rise I am hoping sky burial may be possible for me by the time I do check out, if I don't just get lost in the woods ;) thank and bless you Judy! xomo