Goto Thread: PreviousNext
Goto: Forum ListMessage ListNew TopicSearchLog In
If today was your funeral
Posted by: Talia (---.dialsprint.net)
Date: June 10, 2004 03:47PM

what poem(s) would you like read at it?


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: lg (---.trlck.ca.charter.com)
Date: June 10, 2004 03:58PM

Chorus from 'Atalanta in Calydon'

Before the beginning of years,
There came to the making of man
Time, with a gift of tears;
Grief, with a glass that ran;
Pleasure, with pain for leaven;
Summer, with flowers that fell;
Remembrance fallen from heaven,
And madness risen from hell;
Strength without hands to smite;
Love that endures for a breath;
Night, the shadow of light,
And life, the shadow of death.
And the high gods took in hand
Fire, and the falling of tears,
And a measure of sliding sand
From under the feet of the years;
And froth and drift of the sea;
And dust of the laboring earth;
And bodies of things to be
In the houses of death and birth;
And wrought with weeping and laughter,
And fashioned with loathing and love,
With life before and after,
And death below and above,
For a day and a night and a morrow,
That his strength might endure for a span,
With travail and heavy sorrow,
The holy spirit of man.
From the winds of the north and the south,
They gathered as unto strife;
They breathed upon his mouth,
They filled his body with life;
Eyesight and speech they wrought
For the veils of the soul therein,
A time for labor and thought,
A time to serve and to sin;
They gave him light in his ways,
And love, and a space for delight,
And beauty and length of days,
And night, and sleep in the night.
His speech is a burning fire;
With his lips he travaileth;
In his heart is a blind desire,
In his eyes foreknowledge of death;
He weaves, and is clothed with derision;
Sows, and he shall not reap;
His life is a watch or a vision
Between a sleep and a sleep.

-- A. C. Swinburne


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: glenda (---.client.comcast.net)
Date: June 10, 2004 04:13PM

The following portions of Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant


To him who in the love of nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
A various language; for his gayer hours
She has a voice of gladness, and a smile
And eloquence of beauty; and she glides
Into his darker musings, with a mild
And healing sympathy that steals away
Their sharpness ere he is aware. When thoughts
Of the last bitter hour come like a blight
Over thy spirit, and sad images
Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall,
And breathless darkness, and the narrow house,
Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart;--
Go forth, under the open sky, and list
To Nature's teachings, while from all around--
Earth and her waters, and the depths of air--
Comes a still voice.

................................

So live, that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan, which moves
To that mysterious realm, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Linda (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: June 10, 2004 05:32PM

This was read at my mother-in-law's funeral.

Wisdom 3:1-9
1: But the souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and no torment will ever touch them.
2: In the eyes of the foolish they seemed to have died, and their departure was thought to be an affliction,
3: and their going from us to be their destruction; but they are at peace.
4: For though in the sight of men they were punished, their hope is full of immortality.
5: Having been disciplined a little, they will receive great good, because God tested them and found them worthy of himself;
6: like gold in the furnace he tried them, and like a sacrificial burnt offering he accepted them.
7: In the time of their visitation they will shine forth, and will run like sparks through the stubble.
8: They will govern nations and rule over peoples, and the Lord will reign over them for ever.
9: Those who trust in him will understand truth, and the faithful will abide with him in love, because grace and mercy are upon his elect, and he watches over his holy ones.

You may not find it in all editions of the Bible, but certainly in Catholic ones.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: JohnnySansCulo (---.nycmny83.covad.net)
Date: June 10, 2004 05:43PM

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Talia (---.dialsprint.net)
Date: June 10, 2004 06:05PM

I pick Natalie Merchant lyrics.

King of May

Farewell today
Travel on now
Be on your way

Go safely there
And never worry, never care
Beyond this day

Farewell tonight
To all joy and to all the life
Go on, go peacefully
We can't keep your majesty
Be on your way

Make may for the last king of May
And make a cardboard crown for him
And make your voices one
Praise the crazy mother's son, who loved his life

Farewell today
Travel on now
Be on your way
Can't bear the very thought that we
That we could keep your majesty
Be on your way

Make way for the last king of May
And make a hole in the cloud for him
Raise your voices up
Drink your loving cup
To his long life
To his long life
Make way for the last king of May
Make a hole in the sky for him
And raise your voices up
Lift your loving cup
To his long life
His long life

And raise your voices up
Lift you loving cup
To his long life
To his long life
His long life
His long life

Frozen Charlotte

Blue like the winter snow in the full moon
Black like the silhouettes of the trees
Late blooming flowers lie frozen underneath the stars
I want you to remember me that way

Far away... I'll be gone, will you wait for me here
How long... I don't know, will you wait for me here

Still as the river grows in December
Silent and perfect blinding ice
Spring keeps her promises
No cold can keep her back
I want you to remember me that way

Far away... I'll be gone, will you wait for me here
How long... I don't know, but wait for me here
Follow... don't follow me
To where
To where I go

Far away... I'll be gone, will you wait for me here
How long... I don't know, will you wait for me here
Follow... don't follow me, to where I have gone
Follow... don't follow me, to where I have gone
Someday you'll take my place
And I'll wait
For you there


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: ilza (---.user.ajato.com.br)
Date: June 10, 2004 08:35PM

I hate (sorry...) poems that mention "the other room".
"river bends", "I did not die:, etc

so ... my choice is :

Dirge Without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,--but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love, --
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave,
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Pam Adams (---.bus.csupomona.edu)
Date: June 10, 2004 09:34PM

I think I'd settle for some of Hugh's limericks- even if I can't have a good time, the rest of you can.

I'm with ilza- if anyone reads about the 'diamond glints on snow,' I'll haunt them.

pam


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: rikki (---.carlnfd1.nsw.optusnet.com.au)
Date: June 10, 2004 10:20PM

How about these lyrics from Nick Cave - better to go out with a bang than a whimper!



Lay Me Low

They're gonna lay me low
They're gonna sink me in the snow
They're gonna throw back their heads and crow
When I go

They're gonna jump and shout
They're gonna wave their arms about
All the stories will come out
When I go

All the stars will glow bright
And my friends will give up the fight
They'll see my work in a different light
When I go

They'll try telephoning my mother
But they'll end up getting my brother
Who'll spill the story on some long-gone lover
That I hardly know..

They gonna inform the police chief
Who'll breathe a sigh of relief
He'll say I was a malanderer, a badlander, and a thief
When I go

They will interview my teachers
Who'll say I was one of God's sorrier creatures
They'll print informative six-page features
When I go

They'll bang a big old gong
The motorcade will be ten miles long
The world will join together for a farewell song
When they put me down below

They'll sound a fluegelhorn
And the sea will rage, and the sky will storm
All man and beast will mourn
When I go..

Lay me low...
When I go...


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Talia (---.dialsprint.net)
Date: June 11, 2004 01:14PM

Oh yes! I love that poem!


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Pam Adams (---.bus.csupomona.edu)
Date: June 11, 2004 01:22PM

There's always Lehrer-

pam


We Will All Go Together When We Go Lyrics
Artist(Band):Tom Lehrer

When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that sooner or
Later those you love will do the same for you.
And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do.
But don't you worry.
No more ashes, no more sackcloth.
And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day never more adorn a sleeve.
For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too,
There'll be nobody left behind to grieve.

And we will all go together when we go.
What a comforting fact that is to know.
Universal bereavement,
An inspiring achievement,
Yes, we all will go together when we go.

We will all go together when we go.
All suffuse with an incandescent glow.
No one will have the endurance
To collect on his insurance,
Lloyd's of London will be loaded when they go.

Oh we will all fry together when we fry.
We'll be french fried potatoes by and by.
There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie,
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry.

Down by the old maelstrom,
There'll be a storm before the calm.

And we will all bake together when we bake.
There'll be nobody present at the wake.
With complete participation
In that grand incineration,
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak.

Oh we will all char together when we char.
And let there be no moaning of the bar.
Just sing out a Te Deum
When you see that I.C.B.M.,
And the party will be "come as you are."

Oh we will all burn together when we burn.
There'll be no need to stand and wait your turn.
When it's time for the fallout
And Saint Peter calls us all out,
We'll just drop our agendas and adjourn.

You will all go directly to your respective Valhallas.
Go directly, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dolla's.

And we will all go together when we go.
Ev'ry Hottenhot and ev'ry Eskimo.
When the air becomes uranious,
And we will all go simultaneous.
Yes we all will go together
When we all go together,
Yes we all will go together when we go.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Johnny SansCulo (---.nycmny83.covad.net)
Date: June 11, 2004 01:28PM

Thanks Pam, hadn't heard that one in a while

My favorite remains "Werner Von Braun"


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Johnny SansCulo (---.nycmny83.covad.net)
Date: June 11, 2004 01:33PM


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Linda (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: June 11, 2004 02:23PM

A song I've always enjoyed. I learned it on a pilgrimage along with many others I don't know the source of.

Isn't it Grand, Boys

Look at the coffin,
with golden handles
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?

Let's not have a sniffle,
let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die!

Look at the flowers,
all bloody withered
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?

Let's not have a sniffle,
let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die!

Look at the mourners,
bloody-great hypocrites
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?

Let's not have a sniffle,
let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die!

Look at the preacher,
bloody sanctimonious
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?

Let's not have a sniffle,
let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die!

Look at the widow,
bloody-great female
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?

Let's not have a sniffle,
let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die!

And always remember: The longer you live...
The sooner you'll bloody-well die


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: lg (---.trlck.ca.charter.com)
Date: June 11, 2004 03:31PM

Johnny, please give credit for lyrics or verse if you are aware of it. The Von Braun ditty was written by Comedian, Tom Lehrer:

[tinyurl.com] />

Les



Post Edited (06-11-04 14:33)


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Pam Adams (---.bus.csupomona.edu)
Date: June 11, 2004 03:50PM


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Talia (---.dialsprint.net)
Date: June 11, 2004 04:23PM

Are you aware of the real song that that came from?

it was good for Paul and Silas
it was good for Paul and Silas
it was good for Paul and Silas
and it's good enough for me.

it will take us all to heaven
it will take us all to heaven
it will take us all to heaven
and it's good enough for me.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Pam Adams (---.bus.csupomona.edu)
Date: June 11, 2004 05:17PM

Yep! My computer-top Cthulhu prefers the newer version, though.

pam


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Linda (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: June 11, 2004 05:39PM

YOU HAVE A PLUSH CTHULHU !!!!!
Pam, I'm jealous, I've only seen them once and the shop was shut.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Linda (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: June 11, 2004 05:45PM

Its here with the melody line and slightly different verses as well
[tinyurl.com]


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: IanB (---.tnt11.mel1.da.uu.net)
Date: June 11, 2004 08:34PM

I heard that Werner Von Braun sued Tom Lehrer for defamation. Not sure if that's true or imaginative rumour.



Post Edited (06-11-04 19:35)


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Hugh Clary (---.denver-01rh15-16rt.co.dial-access.att.net)
Date: June 12, 2004 10:43AM

Interesting. I searched a lot of the web and usenet groups and found many reports the rumo(u)r is true, many it never happened. WVB being a public figure, I would suspect he could NOT successfully sue for such jibes, at least not in the USA.

Tom Lehrer is apparently teaching math at USC, so Pam could pop over and ask him, sure.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Pam Adams (---.bus.csupomona.edu)
Date: June 12, 2004 10:55AM

I admit, I resisted getting the one with the Santa hat.

pam


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Johnny SansCulo (---.nycmny83.covad.net)
Date: June 14, 2004 12:48PM

Les,

I guess I didn't give credit because it flowed from the thread...I'll be more careful in the future.

Were you able to locate the Rasputina "you don't own me" version?


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Marian-NYC (---.nyc1.dsl.speakeasy.net)
Date: June 15, 2004 10:35AM


There are many recent additions to the new-and-growing version of "Gimme That Old Time Religion." This one is by Tom Rawlins:

Let's worship like the Quakers
    . . .

    . . .
That's good enough for me!


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Hugh Clary (---.phoenix-01rh15-16rt.az.dial-access.att.net)
Date: June 15, 2004 11:46AM


Let's worship like the Quakers:
Be givers, never takers;
Stop drinking boiler makers;
That's good enough for me!


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Linda (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: June 15, 2004 07:00PM

I didn't see the TV coverage of Reagan's funeral, but a newspaper collumnist mentioned the fact that the pallbearers carried the coffin at kneeheight like a suitcase and recalled the same at previous presidential funerals. In Britain a coffin is always carried at shoulder height. Is the lower level for carrying normal in the US? Or only at certain times?


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Pam Adams (---.bus.csupomona.edu)
Date: June 15, 2004 07:27PM

I avoided it also- it was all Reagan, all the time last week. The pictures that I saw had the pallbearers carrying it at about hip-height. I don't know if there are specific pallbearer rules.

pam


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Johnny SansCulo (---.nycmny83.covad.net)
Date: June 16, 2004 09:40AM

somehow while i was sleeping
they canonized him
toes curled up in Reagasm


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Talia (---.dialsprint.net)
Date: June 16, 2004 12:14PM

Well, I don't think I ever saw a coffin being carried at shoulder-height, except on tv when the queen died in England. So I would assume that yes, Americans customarily carry the coffin suticase style.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Linda (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: June 16, 2004 02:25PM

Maybe the handles are stronger on American coffins. One of the job requirements for undertaking staff is enough men whose shoulders are at the same height for ease of carrying.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Pam Adams (---.bus.csupomona.edu)
Date: June 16, 2004 02:46PM

Yours are carried like a bier- ours more like a litter or a stretcher. Maybe we just don't want to admit they're dead.

pam


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Talia
Posted by: ilza (---.user.ajato.com.br)
Date: June 29, 2004 12:41PM

this site provides a lot of poems ... just in case ...
including the one Auden dedicated to Hedli Anderson,
wife of poet ( and his friend) Louis MacNeice,
the famous Funeral Blues ...

[www.npr.org] />


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message
Re: If today was your funeral
Posted by: Hugh Clary (12.73.175.---)
Date: June 29, 2004 01:43PM

Sad stuff all right. Not to say I don't understand why death is necessary in the scheme of things, but that doesn't make it any more palatable.


Options: Reply To This MessageQuote This Message


Goto: Forum ListMessage ListSearchLog In
Sorry, only registered users may post in this forum.
This poetry forum at emule.com powered by Phorum.