Showing posts with label death poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death poems. Show all posts

Friday, March 16, 2012

The Future is Brent!

If the future is defined by staying at home mostly and playing with your baby.

Friday, July 22, 2011

30 Day Music Challenge - Day 24

Song You Want Played At Your Funeral

After Angelique's funeral, I feel like we all need to make clear what song we want played at our funeral. Just get it out there so people don't have to guess. Or maybe just don't play music at it.

But I settled on this song a long long time ago. Then stupid Inception decided to make it a key part of its plot. So help me God, if people think it's a tribute to Inception, I will come back from the dead and punch faces.



Kent. This is a good funeral song, but I don't think the Catholics are going to like it.



Chelsey. Thanks for the funeral endorsement. I'll make sure "18 and Life" is not played.



Chuck.



Wendy. This song was not a hit in England.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

For Dead People

This weekend I watched a movie about a man who threw his own wake.  It had a sad poem at the end of it.  This got me thinking I should start working on sad poems to be read at wakes and funerals.  Something along the lines of "Oh Captain, My Captain" I think I am the perfect person to do this, as I never cry at funerals, and I have time to practice before someone actually kicks the bucket.  Here is my first attempt.  I wrote it about Kent.  

Give me your notes.

Farewell my faithful comrade.
It's time to close the door.
The candle of your spirit fails.
And sadness evermore.

Farewell my faithful ally.
The the knower of mine mind.
From days of yore, 'til yesterday
My heart aches from our time.

Like falling soldiers left and right
I see us in the past.
Pursuing all our summer nights
And days that went too fast.

Romance and adventure both.
Balconies full of smoke.
Long evenings that grew into dawn.
Surrounded by our folk.

Farewell my faithful comrade.
Forever may you ride.
The blurry streets of howling joy.
Within my memory's tide.

From this day forth I am alone.
A stranger to mankind.
The world feels strange and draped in cold.
With no more sun to shine.