Following my recent impulsive request
that my ashes be flung
into the cove just below Blake's Drum
I began to wonder where
I might end up.
If I dodged the jellyfish
and their stinging tentacles
in the Sunlight Zone
I might make it to Twilight
where octopus and sponges
would surely ingest some of me.
The rest dropping to Midnight
Where I could circumnavigate
the great wreck of the Titanic before falling
into the freezing depths of the Abyss
and the clutches of the sea spider.
And finally if I made it,
or some of me anyway,
I would end up in the Trenches
Challenger Deep.
And after all this diving and dodging
and conflicting messaging from my inner ear and brain
I'm thinking that a land burial might suit me better after all.
Copyright 2026 Cathy Leonard
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