Thursday, September 16, 2010


My dear friend, Pam, found this poem for me. It goes with the Sunday's post, where Princess Sweet Pea found the woman trying to sweep up her friend's ashes from the pharmacy floor.

"Post Humus”
By Patti Tana

“Scatter my ashes in my garden
so I can be near my loves.
Say a few honest words, sing a gentle song,
join hands in a circle of flesh.
Please tell some stories about me
making you laugh. I love to make you laugh.
When I've had time to settle, and green
gathers into buds, remember I love blossoms
bursting in spring. As the season ripens
remember my persistent passion.
And if you come into my garden
on an August afternoon
pluck a bright red globe,
let juice run down your chin and the seeds
stick to your cheek. When I'm dead
want folks to smile and say:
“That Patti,
She sure is some Tomato!”

- Patti Tana

Patti Tana reads “Post Humus” and eight other poems on her website: “Post Humus” is included in Patti’s book "Make Your Way Across This Bridge" (Whittier Publications, Inc, Island Park, NY, 2003).


Tierney said...

Oh, the pitiful drama of the ashes story!! And I love the tomato poem, or dying poem, or remembering poem. It is so juicy.

Colette Amelia said...

That patti is a hoot! And you are too for posting it! And you are one hot tamale...hmm I guess I have swerved from the tomato theme but what the hey! You are hot! And a hoot!