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Death

After the reaper appears for us, And our vital bodies rendered to ash... What great proof will remain of our love? Will the after years shed less light On our breathless consuming passion? Will our photographs that subtlety Captured nuances of the love in our eyes Stand clear enough for our descendants To realize our profoundness shared? I would go with you without trepidation Knowing our ashes would not belie what Once was felt for each other to be eternal. I cling to thoughts that my words expressed Through once valued prose not be forgotten By our future generations who know of Us only by our faded photographs. © Connie Marcum Wong

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Shivaji Pandhare

Date: 1/13/2016 9:03:00 AM

well, you have honestly confessed the ways we are living life so blindly reamains on weak supports that unable to prove our existence whether it maybe ordinary or in dying passionate love. it can't prove existece and we fails to catch that signs of infinit and immortality and till death..... very nice lines i like it dear connie especially this line-I would go with you without trepidation Knowing our ashes would not belie what Once was felt for each other to be eternal. very superb!

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 10/9/2015 8:41:00 PM

Hello Connie... when I gaze into faded photos of the past I often think about the stories told to me and I hope future generations will gaze at my photo and reminisce the same - this is a lovely poem Connie - Lindsay

John Fleming

Date: 10/4/2015 2:05:00 AM

Death is just a biological state: Awareness is immortal! We are all part of the "Great collective consciousness". We will all know life again many, many, many times throughout this universes almost infinite existence. Your consciousness being reassembled again in some far flung part of the cosmos to view Gods splendour through strange alien eyes looking out upon strange alien landscapes...Wonderful!! My very best regards, Connie! :-) john

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 10/8/2015 9:15:00 PM

This is exactly the way I feel about our existence. You put it so well. Thank you John. I appreciate your insightful comment. My best wishes to you. Connie

Robert Lindley

Date: 9/20/2015 4:46:00 PM

A deep and most profound thought so well expressed in this poem my friend. I myself desire that my poetry speaks to my family after I have passed on over to that distant and other world's realm. Who knows what inspirations our poetic words my one day bring others be they family, friends or even strangers? A7

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 9/22/2015 2:22:00 AM

Thanm you very much Robert. I always appreciate your thoughtful comments.

Constance La France

Date: 7/25/2015 6:50:00 PM

Connie , I am not sure what will become of my writing because no one else in my family is poetic, so I understand your words , wonderful 7 and thanks for visiting my poetry

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/14/2015 4:01:00 PM

Nope, can't find anything. Gotta hurry home now and mail some letters!!

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/16/2015 4:40:00 AM

I just put up a new one Andrea. I want to enter another contest and hope I can find time to write a poem tomorrow. Nite..hugs, Connie

Daver Austin

Date: 7/13/2015 11:06:00 AM

Good question, Connie. What is left other than ashes? More and more I turn to introspection, I suppose because words can reveal so many inner thoughts. With poetry such as yours - gifted works - I'm sure you'll be remembered. Love, daver

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/16/2015 4:42:00 AM

Thank you Daver. My husband is ill with COPD so my thoughts are running in that direction sadly. He is having a rough time of it. Love, Connie

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/10/2015 9:42:00 PM

thanks for what you said beneath here to me, Connie. and this one I have come back to FAVE

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/11/2015 8:35:00 PM

Thank you so much for fav'ing this Andrea. I always appreciate your insightful imput. Love, Connie

Emile Pinet

Date: 7/10/2015 4:06:00 PM

Your poem is a summary of life as seen through the eyes of a poet and a tribute to feelings perhaps passive but not forgotten or forsaken. Emile.

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/11/2015 8:33:00 PM

Oh thank you very much for this kind comment Emile. It is much appreciated. Hugs, Connie

Kelly Deschler

Date: 7/9/2015 10:12:00 PM

Years from now, our poems will speak when photographs cannot... Your poem provokes deep thoughts about ourselves and what we will leave behind. An excellent write, Connie!

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/10/2015 1:02:00 PM

Thank you very much Kelly. The fact that master poets like Lord Byron and Wordsworth and Shakespeare are still honored today gives hope that our own family will treasure our words when we are no longer here. Poetry lives on and I am inspired by that. Hugs, Connie

Laura Leiser

Date: 7/9/2015 2:51:00 PM

I love this insightful poem that you've written, Connie. We often wonder what kind of legacy we will leave behind, and maybe the poems we have written will shed light on who we were, and give future generations something of us, and something to think about, as well. A 7!

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/10/2015 1:10:00 PM

It gives me comfort that my grandchildren will know me better through my poetry. My twin sister doesn't write. We are so different. I agree with your words Laura. Thank you for the 7 my friend. Hugs, Connie

Elaine George

Date: 7/9/2015 10:52:00 AM

It amazes me, how much of our essence is engraved on an old photograph. Truly thought evoking writing here Connie. Elaine

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2015 1:01:00 PM

They capture a bit of your soul essence, I agree. Hank you Elaine. Hugs, Connie

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 7/9/2015 8:48:00 AM

I like this take on death and everlasting love. A great write. And future generations will also always have your poetry.

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2015 12:59:00 PM

My granddaughter loves art, dance, music and even my poetry and she is only three so she gives me hope. Thank you for your thoughtful comment Scott. Cheers, Connie

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/8/2015 11:19:00 PM

oh connie, I really love this one. Truly wonderful!

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2015 12:55:00 PM

Thank you Andrea. You are leaving behind a wonderful poetic legacy. Hugs, Connie

Alexis Y.

Date: 7/8/2015 9:49:00 PM

Hi Connie,when we leave this world behind our love and the memories of us live on. For our kids and future generations to embrace. Excellent thought provoking piece! You get a 7 from me:-)Alexis

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2015 12:51:00 PM

Thank you very much Alexis. Journals are also nice to leave, especially for your children. I appreciate the 7 too. Hugs, Connie

John Lawless

Date: 7/8/2015 6:45:00 PM

Connie, with all the u-tube videos out there now the kids will probably now way too much about our loves and loving. Very nice poetic tribute to the eternal nature of love.

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2015 12:42:00 PM

I don't have anything but poetry online. That is how I want to keep it. My kids feel that way too. Thanks a lot for your nice comment John. Cheers, Connie

Jan Allison

Date: 7/8/2015 3:00:00 PM

the proof of our love will live on through the memories of our friends and families, children and grandchildren and of course through your wonderful words:-) hugs jan xx

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2015 12:38:00 PM

Thanks so much. Accidently hit my kindle submit button. Often this kindle changes my words and I don't notice 'till it is too late. Hugs, Connie

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2015 12:36:00 PM

I would hope so Jan. I never knew my grand mothers and would loved to have known about their lives. I feel we are lucky with the internet, we have access to geneology, poetry and other means that were not available before..