Googling for memorial poetry/readings for my dad. All the top links take you to this revolting semiliterate drivel, worse than what you get in shop bought greetings cards. Not fair. I want better stuff. Everything is not fair. It's my dad's funeral tomorrow. Sorry. Ranting.
Thanks BOF, it's not that I need a reading (I said I wouldn't read anything as there is no way at all that I could get through it with any dignity), I just fancied reading some decent stuff about death and goodbyes and loving your dad and missing him. I know such stuff exists but I can't fine it. everything so fucking trite and my dad is gone and it's all horrible
POEM ABOUT THIS POEM Discover this poem's context and related poetry. Share Print Add to Favorite Poetry I Imagine My Fathers Death BY BRYAN D. DIETRICH I imagine my fathers death. It is bigger than a breadbox. It is bigger than a Ford Escort, than a Zeppelin, black and vast and slow moving, oozing over an Oklahoma arena. It is bigger than any arena, than Oklahoma. My fathers death is bigger than a planet, bigger than the gravity wells worlds make, that stars stir up after implosion. It is bigger than all the stars. It takes up all space, all dimension, all that is or ever was. It hates everything it isnt. It makes new space, new matter from all it is. My fathers death takes on form and void and says, Let there be light. And there is light. It says, Let there be worlds. And there are worlds. It says, Let there be a garden and a man in it. And there is a man. The man is my father. He looks around, marveling at this thing his death has made, then sets out to find someone, anyone, with whom to share it. Source: Poetry (May 2008).
Sorry for your loss.A poem by Dylan Thomas may help.It's called ' And Death Shall Have No Dominion'Try Googling it, read it, absorb it and see if any of it gives either you or your loved ones comfort. Mx.