Keith O.J. Hunt Poet Free verse

After We'Re Gone

After we're gone.....
do we turn out the light -----
or will we hear our names whispered upon the wind?

After we're gone.....
does the midnite moon still stir the soul,
or the seasons still invite us to never be alone;

Do the birds still sing in the trees.....
Do harmonies of life seize to be.....
Can I feel her love still in a quiet breeze,
assured that I am?

For can history bare a great book -----
with all our names,
a record, a final log -----
that we were,
(at all) ?

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Richard Lamoureux March 24, 2017 at 10:52 AM With your words you will enjoy a measure of imortality. Thanks for your visit this morning Keith.

Tatianna Leachet March 12, 2017 at 8:08 PM "Can I feel her love still in a quiet breeze" This poem was very beautiful. I liked it a lot :)

James Inman March 12, 2017 at 6:29 PM A wonderful write Richard.

Robert Lindley February 27, 2017 at 12:07 PM This poem, this great poem sends me yet again into a realm I've been in as of late. Fate, time and this earthly marble all exist solely for us- mankind. We are to discover here, discover great truth, God's truth my friend. Exceptionally strong, deep and brave free verse my friend. A fav..

Richard Lamoureux February 27, 2017 at 8:04 AM I have no fear for I know my Savior is on the other side of the door. I am satisfied all my questions will be answered in good time. A very good contemplative piece. I also enjoyed your dialogue with responders. Keith O.J. Hunt February 27, 2017 at 2:38 PM Thanks Richard, appreciate your visits:-)

Doug Vinson February 26, 2017 at 7:12 AM Right on, Keith. We leave the light on, and the moon as well, and the birdsong, while we exist as memories. Keith O.J. Hunt February 26, 2017 at 7:21 AM Thanks for your visit Doug, it was a quick and heavy write for me. This poem kind of reminds of Byron's poem 'Darkness' which I didn't realize til after I finished it. All the best:-)

Afzal Nusker February 25, 2017 at 2:32 AM Answer lies within the question, if you deeply ponder. Much thought put into it and its brilliant. Keith O.J. Hunt February 25, 2017 at 8:54 AM Many thanks Afzal, I did put a lot of thought into this poem. but I think it is quite universal at the same time; we all probably think of the subjectivity of this piece from time to time simply because we're human and we know one day we shall be leaving this world. Appreciate your visits!:-)

Andrea Dietrich February 23, 2017 at 8:19 PM I love this , Keith. I have thought of this too and written a few verses on the topic. I love when poets write on this topic and you did it so well. Keith O.J. Hunt February 24, 2017 at 12:58 AM Thanks Andrea, it makes you think, our curiosity is are hero here. Always appreciate your visits Andrea!:-)

Charmaine Chircop February 22, 2017 at 4:26 PM Can I feel her love still in a quiet breeze?How romantic this is..How beautiful your verse. Keith O.J. Hunt February 22, 2017 at 6:33 PM Thanks Charmaine, and so sweet of you to call my verse beautiful.:-)

Chris Green February 22, 2017 at 7:41 AM This was fantastic Keith. So many questions we all face throughout our lives, some important, some just interesting and some make no sense, regardless, the fun will always be searching for the answers. Really nicely done. Keith O.J. Hunt February 22, 2017 at 6:41 PM Great points Chris, glad you enjoyed!:-)

Connie Marcum Wong February 22, 2017 at 4:32 AM They say the Akashic records contain everything every soul has ever done. A very good reason to be kind to one another. I enjoyed your lovely poem Keith. I hope to feel the presence of my loved ones who pass. 7 : ) Keith O.J. Hunt February 22, 2017 at 6:39 PM Lovely comment Connie; you've spurned my curiosity about the Akashic records, don't know much about it. As my dad used to say: ' There's no atheists in fox holes....' Life must have a purpose and a Source. Many poetic hugs! ;-)

Jan Allison February 21, 2017 at 7:26 PM Some very interesting questions and thoughts I am unable to answer - love the flow of the poem Keith I find your words something to ponder over. I want to live for the moment and continue to be here as long as I possibly can!:-) hugs Jan xx Keith O.J. Hunt February 21, 2017 at 7:37 PM Words of wisdom Jan, because we don't know everything, it makes us children of God; He shall teach us, and with it life, we can only live in the moment. I'm glad to share this moment with you;-)

Sunlite Wanter February 21, 2017 at 6:46 PM I love this, Keith! So spiritual. Keith O.J. Hunt February 21, 2017 at 6:53 PM Thanks Sunlite, tis joy to bring the same to another!;-)