This is one type - A poem celebrating the circle of life.
Types of Poetry
The Epitaph
by
Richard A. McCullough
I am an old sailor, and writer.
I have written about the sea, for fifty years.
I have not studied her.
She has studied me.
She has pressed her face, against my face.
She has mixed her salt, with the salt of my brow.
We have broken bread together.
We have tasted each other's blood,
and now it is time
to give myself to her.
It is my wish, that I be buried in the sea.
On a calm winter day
when the dew clings to the wing of a gull
and the sky forms a gray wall, into the horizon
let my body slip, from the bow of a ship
that all the fishes below, may see
this descendant from another world.
Clothe me only, in a dark weathered sail.
Release me please
in the sight of a whale
that I may be born
again
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Write on...Richard A. McCullough
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