Best Cremation Poems

Tell me, mother

what did the fire
whisper to you

as it wrapped your frail body
in its flaming blanket

as it caressed your cheeks
and clenched your hands

as it kissed your eyelids
the way I tenderly used to

closing those deep oceans of love



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

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I stay close to home these days,
my roaming needs seeming to
expire with age, finding more
of what I need in the Silence
of packing; of course, this 
worn-out body is far too cumbersome
to even contemplate wanting – like
frayed clothing, now best for rags;
like empty cans for the...

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When his truck met
with nature so pure,
Did he know his time
was coming to an end?

Basic elements of life
taught each day
not to think twice.
Giving humans oxygen,
yet encouraging a raging fire,
just ordinary trees.
Did he know they would 
cut his time short?

A cremation vault so sacred
destroys our lives.
It...

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Clandestine meeting between
the Orvatech Corp. and the Celestial Military Command
Date: 04.24.2258


General Avar, the High General: The third trial test run has been successfully
concluded. What are the recommendations, gentlemen.

Dr. Quintas, the lead scientist: The fifth generation cybersolderies are ninety
percent combat ready. There is a ten percent...

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Wrap-me-up in a sheet, dig a hole, dump me in!
Let me fertilize a tree, would that be a sin?
Don't want no one cryin' over a shell of me...
Let me turn back to earth and rot naturally!...

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CREMATION  -  Poem for a Husband and Probably his Wife, Also


He wants his bones
	No more grown
To her, he groans…
	Wants loss of bones

That is, Cremation!

He wants to lose
	That precious body
	No chance for a last toddy
That route couldn’t keep
	Those healthy bones
So it is she who’ll...

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A sliver of bright light
seeps into the darkness
Echo of voices reverberate inside my head
I'm in limbo,
I can't move
Am I alive, am I dead?
I don't feel any pain,
I don't feel much of anything
But there's a sense of dread foreshadowing me,
an unease that I can't seem to...

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They knew a secret that we've not yet found
Indians placed their dead in burial mounds
or laid them to rest in beds above ground
where the Great Spirit walks and nature abounds

Blame arrogant Pharaohs who made the request
to preserve their bodies, 'twas cocky at best
Be-gone foul mummies!...

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The burning, it cremates my chances

A raging fire- it jumps, it dances

Lighting new paths then turning them to ash

Sweeping up the future to mix them with the trash

Destroying my organs, ripping through their being

Tearing my faith and preventing hope from seeing

I promise one day I...

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I cremated you
In scorching flames of passion
His blaze a consuming fire
Now only ashes
I have no tears left to cry
The kind wind bears you away

Eileen Manassian Ghali...

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Of a holocaust, the last redemption;
like a spirit
rising from its body at the end,
the earth ascends to heaven
and for a moment steals infinity
and artfully inserts it
into everyday.
Beyond that vain acridity,
it is the dying
that unites the earth and sky.
This transitory brotherhood 
with fog and mist and...

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Cremate my soulless body
and collect my ashes in a black urn
Take my flakes of cinder
and free them into the calm Pacific
Let my spirit flow toward peace
and embrace the waves of eternity....

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Morning Cremation  #2

 
Morning Cremation

Soul treading water
 
A butterfly pinned
Cruel trophy
Not even under glass, discarded
Exposed to what the sky can give
 
Powdered wings, dusting lost
Pulled off in a gust, dropped
In the tall grass of complex dances
Caught, I swing and sway, mute to questions
 
Even...

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He was always known to everyone as Uncle Albert,
He used to sign all my birthday cards as Uncle Albert,
He used to turn around when I shouted Uncle Albert,
He was who we visited when we went to see Uncle Albert.

But I'm sorry to say, he's now...

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Together in Spirit.
	I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine, we are forever together in love, heart, mind, and spirit. Their love was sealed upon each other’s heart’s as their eye’s glimpsed into the eyes of the other, for love reaches beyond death! Forever...

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