Death, like interviews after a football match
is a marsh of cliche and simile.
I scream silent in protest, yet when forced
drivel with the best of them,
'Wasn't it a kindness in the end,
but wasn't he as brave as a lion'
When I go, tell me as I was,
my wife knows.
Some meagre comfort on the funeral day
might be appreciated.
The biggest sin was always dishonesty
she hates lies, mine were always white
or whiteish.
I have eulogised others,
embellished them far beyond their worth
in vast swathes of whitewash,
and if I'm lucky enough to live longer
than all the other bastards I know
I'll sharpen the pen, and
from the pulpit
before God
I'll tell the truth.
For my children's sake
I hope I die before my wife!
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An honest eulogy?
Re: An honest eulogy?
Colm - well spoken, well written. Maybe one of those "bastards" will get the chance to eulogize you, honestly...
Aj
Aj
Re: An honest eulogy?
Aj, I did say 'if I'm lucky enough to live longer than them'
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Re: An honest eulogy?
Love the opening:
"Death, like interviews after a football match
is a marsh of cliche and simile."
Perhaps add lines from interviews after a football match?
Also like whiteish/whitewash images/words.
Poem turns in 3rd stanza:
"Death, like interviews after a football match
is a marsh of cliche and simile."
Perhaps add lines from interviews after a football match?
Also like whiteish/whitewash images/words.
Poem turns in 3rd stanza:
So I'm understanding it as the speaker used to give whitewashed eulogies, but now wants to or will give honest ones. But why this change?I have eulogised others,
embellished them far beyond their worth
in vast swathes of whitewash,
and if I'm lucky enough to live longer
than all the other bastards I know
I'll sharpen the pen, and
from the pulpit
before God
I'll tell the truth.
Re: An honest eulogy?
Hi poet-e
The catalyst for this was my wife's obsession for honesty and the boredom of attending so many funerals with generic eulogies. From what I hear we are surrounded by saints
One of my close friends is itching to eulogise me. I know he 'likes' my wife, won't tell me what he'd say, but I have my suspicions
You might have noticed I do tend to write about death, so much so that I often start with a 'nice' line...then it all falls into a grave
Thanks for the read
The catalyst for this was my wife's obsession for honesty and the boredom of attending so many funerals with generic eulogies. From what I hear we are surrounded by saints
One of my close friends is itching to eulogise me. I know he 'likes' my wife, won't tell me what he'd say, but I have my suspicions
You might have noticed I do tend to write about death, so much so that I often start with a 'nice' line...then it all falls into a grave
Thanks for the read
Re: An honest eulogy?
You can have a pre-death wake, or fake your death....