Midnights Voice

(November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

When I Die Burry Me In A Poem


When I die burry me in a poem
I am six fot six so make my poem
Seven foot long

Make it from rich azure tales of Arabian nights
Make the walls strong to protect
My remains from a Poe's delight

Rest my head on a pillow of silken vowels
Line the walls with chiffon and wolfen howls

Place inside the words of my poems
Lest I be presumptuous, under my tongue, a copper coin

Lest they forget, leave tbe calendar of my last living date
So all can ponder how fragile life is, Death a certain fate

Finally, bury me six syllables deep
I pray, that my poems, for them to keep

June 25,2012

Submitted: Thursday, July 12, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, December 11, 2012

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  • Shahzia Batool (5/10/2013 10:09:00 AM)

    The appropriate lexicon and diction touching the theme is amazing, i must call it a paraphernalia of the topic n theme...so many interesting images including Poe's delight i liked....that time you talked about will come after 100 years...! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Sandy Player (12/27/2012 4:32:00 AM)

    Rich and flowing. No doubt many poems will be written about you. Really nice. Ta
    -M (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/21/2012 5:28:00 AM)

    Between the lines, great truths lie hidden! 'So all can ponder how fragile life is, Death a certain fate'! You can be assured that even after you die, your poems will live, though your wish here may sound whimsical! (Report) Reply

  • Emily Oldham (7/12/2012 12:48:00 PM)

    This is a great idea, and really cleverly executed, but check for typos! Interesting thoughts. (Report) Reply

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