For family, friends, and acquaintances, I've a thought to share.
In the future if you think of me, think of me as dead. If you dare.
It's really for your benefit, as soon you'll plainly see.
You'll really like the feel of it...., if you are like me.
There's no need to know the cause of death. I don't mean to alarm,
but if you think it would help, I'll offer a scenario of "harm".
Now "harm" isn't what I'd call death. But I needed a rhyme.
I'd just call death a natural progression of the sands of time.
The Scenario:
Just imagine me in some mountains, hunting a golden eagle's nest.
It's such a romantic way to die, as birds just are the best.
Anyway just imagine an eagle carrying prey to its lofty aerie,
and me approaching from rocky ledge above, even though it's scary.
I'm dressed all in camouflage and eagle parents don't see me.
They fly away and I descend to nest...., two chicks reaching for my knee.
I could have shot some photos from several feet away,
but the chance to touch young eagles doesn't come every day.
Well I guess the eaglets had a similar thought when they both saw me.
One grabbed my right ankle while the other grabbed left knee.
Now I was getting quite excited, as you may have guessed.
I'll let you finish this scenario as you think is best.
BENEFITS of TOMAD:
Now back to why thinking me as dead really could be cool.
It's not an idle thought on a down day. Don't take me for a fool.
If in past year you've neglected to call, or send email, gift, or card,
you've now got the ultimate excuse to ignore this bard.
There's no good reason to communicate with a person you think is dead,
though I've heard some have tried such a thing. What's wrong in their head?
You can always think of me fondly, enjoy my memory,
and IF I call you, after the shock, you can smile with glee.
But once the conversation's over, you can think again of me as "passed".
I think you should give this a try. You may well catch on fast.
But don't think of the idea as only good for you.
I can see there could be some advantages for myself too.
If I think of myself as dead, no more chores I'll have to do.....
including calling, emailing or writing.........to you or you or YOU!
(May 2012)
a year or so ago i saw Golden Eagle #3? , off the shoulder of CA route 101, i think eating from a deer carcass.
ah, back again. And i'm still kicking. aka still alive. and this is STILL one of my favorite poems. Nice one, Bri. ;) bri
I've just reread the poem. Since writing it, I've seen a 'grown' Golden Eagle fly up from along a northern California highway on which my 'mate' and I were traveling. ;) bri Ah, I see I've mentioned that below in 2017, . Cool! ! bri : )
Your grievance and your sorrow merged beautifully as your poem reached its zenith. I enjoyed the cadence and verse. Excellent job. FULL STARS
Para 2 line three, nice you clarified else readers will go to take a bath before reading full poem.
Line 3 I feel instead of 'soon' how about 'promptly' you want them to rush in thinking right.
Bri) line 2 seems bumby for me with two stops (full stops) I think you got carried away by emotions. AH.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I voted high for dis epic limerick! U r a gr8 entertainer. As a birdlover i so enjoyd dis bird death will. I tink i wud enjoy being a dove when i die. And u r a bard whom no one can ignore if u write so fun n well.