fandl Posted May 23, 2007 Share Posted May 23, 2007 i heared a poem at a funeral (woodland buriel) it was about tree planting, maybe called plant a tree and let it grow? it was about the tree living on the desciesed. i really would like to find it and after searching the internet i have no luck. anyone know it? thanks. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nick2 Posted May 23, 2007 Share Posted May 23, 2007 it was about the tree living on the desciesed. Nice. (note to self, get cremated) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tricky Posted May 23, 2007 Share Posted May 23, 2007 Nice. (note to self, get cremated) I've got nothing planned for this Thursday if you'd like to do it then. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fandl Posted May 24, 2007 Author Share Posted May 24, 2007 its nicer to have a tree that lives from the nutrients of your body than have nothing happen at all. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blondie-blue Posted May 24, 2007 Share Posted May 24, 2007 i heared a poem at a funeral (woodland buriel) it was about tree planting, maybe called plant a tree and let it grow? it was about the tree living on the desciesed. i really would like to find it and after searching the internet i have no luck. anyone know it? thanks. can you remember any lines from the poem? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
steadiman Posted May 24, 2007 Share Posted May 24, 2007 Is this It: A Tree Growing From My Chest Should I die (or fade out gently) Plant my body (freeze my soul) So that a tree grows from my chest (that I feed a new life ). Subtext, context, wisdom, I sometimes feel so dead-alive. Should we live so long (as young-old men do) That the earlier me has become a total stranger? Naivete and ideals, All spoiled by the reality of experience (spilled blood and worms). The diversity of complexity, The blurring black lines in older weaker eyes. Should I live (and have new children) Plant my seed in a new generation, So that a tree grows from my chest. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bozo Posted May 24, 2007 Share Posted May 24, 2007 OR There was a young man from Dundee, From whom all life did flee, He thought being cremated, A bit over-rated, As he'd rather end up as a tree. sorry - it is the best I can offer right now! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
miniminch Posted May 24, 2007 Share Posted May 24, 2007 There was an old man from Stoke Whose death was a bit of a joke An Acorn he ate so death couldnt wait Because out off his arse grew an oak Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bozo Posted May 24, 2007 Share Posted May 24, 2007 A man who entered death’s realm Was alas twice overwhelmed The first was because He was hit by a bus The second a disease of Dutch Elm. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fandl Posted May 24, 2007 Author Share Posted May 24, 2007 can you remember any lines from the poem? just plant a tree and let it grow i think, it driving me nuts! i will recognise it as soon as i see it!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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