No tears at my farewell

No tears at my farewell

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Enjoy life. Take every opportunity to tell someone you love them.

"
                      No tears at my farewell

When my body becomes tired
The blood doesn't want to flow.
Allow me to fall into a peaceful sleep.
Death will come when it desired.

At my farewell
I want no tears.
I don't want a fancy box,
With a stone describing  my name and my time of death.

I have been to the farewells of others.
So many people cry tears for lost friends,
who are beginning a new journey.

Allow the heat of fire to disburse me to heaven or hell?
Gather up my ashes.
Toss me into the great ocean.

I don't want to waste any more land.
I abused kind Earth for too long already.

If you want to present me with  memorial.
Plant trees, so many trees.
I may come back to see you there.

You may find my spirit by the sea or
roaming the great forest.
I want to roam in the beauty of nature forever.

I want a good death like the Vikings or the Native Americans
of old.

Build a bridge in between the trees.
Let my final resting place be the green earth.
 
Send my body into the sea on a burning raft.
Allow my body to escape into the gentle winds of the water.

Leaving no tears.

I want a Gypsy  funeral
Dancing, talking and remembering the good days.
A grave is left to leave sad memories only.

Wherever I land
Perhaps heaven or hell?
I will sing and dance
Raise  more cane.

Life is to be lived
Not to be depressed or afraid.
Then lay down and die at birth.

Suicide don't scare me
Being sickly done.

All of us must take the final journey.
I'm not afraid for my sake.
For I know how I felt at my brother's funerals.

I had no right to cry for them.
I learned later.
We should have remembered the good times and laughter.
Not the tear and heart break of a funeral.

I'm dreaming of a ship.
The flames are strong.
I will watch from a distance.
Friend drinking strong tequila.
They sent me off with a prayer
and a wish.
I will find some calm and peace.

Plant the trees by the water.
I will come and sit with you.

Live hard, celebrate being alive.

                              Coyote
                           1990

© 2011 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
I wrote this 20 years ago after my brother's death. I learn life isn't no guarantee. Best tell the people you love them often. Laughing and singing will leave you with a complete and full life. Being pissed off will blind you to the the good around you. Any mistakes. I would appreciate the help. Never too old to learn.

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This is so beautiful & brilliant, there are no words to comment . . . just sorry (((HUGS))) about the circumstances of your brothers' deaths (I remember this happening twice in your family?) I have the same feelings about when I die, but you've expressed it with much more natural honor & grace than anything I ever thought about. This is such a beautiful tribute & reminder to all of us (((HUGS)))

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

I appreciate the comment my friend. Death is just another journey for us.



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i'm so sorry for your loss, i know it has been a long time since he passes away, but that must still hurt when you think about him. my friend lost his brother too and i know it has been very hard for him. this is a wonderful poem though.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful. I have always said the same yet you express it so.... beautifully. Forgive me if i linger here. I will plant a tree and wait.
~lovely

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is wonderful! the emotion is very powerful, great write, I truly enjoyed reading this

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Life is to be lived
Not to be depressed or afraid."

Great and wise lines, but sometimes you cannot ignore the sadness because it happens when you least expect it. But it's true what you said, to remember the good moments and focus on the good times instead of thinking of the bad ones. Very good poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is sad but inspirational. Like this

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

great appreciation of the message in your words ~

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sounds like a simple yet deep man's wish... it does not matter where our body goes when we die, it's where the soul goes... for me I go with the old song "prop me up against the jukebox when I die"

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truly an inspirational piece. I like that your view of another great adventure awaits you. There is alot of peace in knowing that.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This piece is really touching.
I'm in awe of your ability to focus
with such clarity in those trying times.

100(+1)
Your words mean much more than
can be measured.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was beautiful.
Sad, but definetly beautiful.
A brave step out of the comfort zone, definetly.
Good job on this. :D

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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