James B. Earley

Final Analysis

There is a message somewhere written
Etched in the annals of time
In that message a list of names
And on that list is mine

Would rather you not assemble
In some quaint house of prayer
Instead go on your daily way
As if I were still there

And recollect some thoughts of me
Whatever comes to mind
Then sing that song to my memory
When..at last...it comes..my time

Topic(s) of this poem: Death

Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 9, 2008
Poem Edited: Saturday, March 8, 2014

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Comments about Final Analysis by James B. Earley

  • , aryaindia (9/10/2008 10:38:00 AM)

    Notwithstanding the circumstances, I append: cute: to this awesome poem. Like out of a leaf of classical work, your page is neat and amazing. arya

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  • David SmithWhite (8/31/2008 9:04:00 PM)

    A truly evocative poem! Great Work!

    You inspire me to read more of your poems, which I will attempt to do in due course - in at least a measure of the same respect that you allow a thoughtful reader to fully grasp your meaning...
    Sorry if that sentence sounds unintelligible - all I mean is that ypur subjects demand considered thought, and therefore time to appreciate them!

    david

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  • Martin Swords (8/30/2008 5:12:00 PM)

    James B. thank you for your comment, and nice to meet you on this
    Poetry Express. Your poems are of a higher order in theme, pace and construction
    and a pleasure to read. All the better for their subtlety, and crediting the reader with intelligence and imagination. Thank You

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  • Fred Babbin (7/29/2008 4:18:00 PM)

    For me, I thought that would be the way it would be. I would go, peacefully, or unpeacefully, but without remembrance. But like a fool, I started writing poetry, so there will always be a trace that I lived, as long as Humanity lives. Not that I care, because I won't be aware of it anyway.

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  • Dawn Slanker (7/7/2008 1:47:00 PM)

    Lovely sentiment. Your poetry is timeless and I suspect that you will be remembered and read for a very long time.

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  • Ron Flowers (6/13/2008 10:10:00 PM)

    I love the thought and you said it so well.

    Ron

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  • Catherine Rica Cosico (6/1/2008 9:14:00 AM)

    If done a great job on this world...one's memory will stay in everyones heart...Like 'A Child in a Knights Armor'...thanks for sharing

    Best of luck,
    Cate

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  • Onelia Avelar (5/16/2008 2:52:00 AM)

    Song alike poem, easy to remember, easy to remember the author who wrote it.

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  • Lynda Robson (4/28/2008 10:25:00 AM)

    A very humbling poem James, I am sure your memory will be cherished by all those who know you, a very well constructed piece,
    Lynda x

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  • Bonnie Collins (4/27/2008 8:39:00 AM)

    This is so warm, and humble of you in my oppion......I am sure your memory will be held dearly amounst though who know you well......... Bonnie

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  • Ivor Hogg (3/21/2008 2:58:00 PM)

    but you are there my friend if only in the memory of those who knew you Or as I believe presnt in finer form o being

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  • Melvina GermainMelvina Germain (2/21/2008 10:49:00 PM)

    Yes, celebrate your life and remember you alive and not laying there in a box. I agree wholeheartedly, I too want to be remembered in a bright and cheerful way. I've asked my daughter to make sure there's lots of singing when I'm on my way out, just as we did for my husband Richard when his turn came. We sang spirituals and his favourite song 'Summertime' on the last note of 'Summertime' he took his last breath. I still can't believe how blessed we were that day, God never left us. Thanks James for this wonderful poem of yours, it's truly beautiful and sparked a very beautiful memory.
    Melvina

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