Connie Marcum Wong Poet Free verse

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Behold Death

Behold Death

Behold Death in your loving arms.
Embrace it as you would the loved
one who passed…entering another 
realm, as they are still hovering near
and can hear, see and feel
your grieving emotions.

You may not be able to visualize
them, but may sense their presence.
Feel the comfort they are trying 
to offer by crossing the boundaries of
linear time from one realm to the next
in the beauty that residing divinely on 
the other side affords us.

We are able to sense their essence of
spirit that will remain with us always
until we too join them in their existence 
that has no limitations and is bound only 
by collective souls living in harmony.
Behold Death in your loving arms.

10-13-18

~Poem of the Day October 15, 2018~
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L. J. Carber August 21, 2019 at 8:39 AM I was drawn to read this by its title--as a young man I was an agnostic until I almost drowned and had an NDE and like your mom realized the reality of my endless soul--and that death is a door, not a wall. Connie Marcum Wong August 21, 2019 at 4:29 PM So true. And we have nothing to fear in death, it is but another beginning not an ending. Thank you L. J. It changes our entire perspective doesn't it! xxoo

Sherry Asbury December 1, 2018 at 8:17 PM Gorgeous write! I believe if we open our minds we can commune with those gone on. The universe is a whole cloth made of the quilt squares of each of us. Connie Marcum Wong August 21, 2019 at 4:25 PM A perfect analogy of our united races Sherry. Thank you very much. There are so many wonderful points here I have trouble keeping up. Sorry this reply is so late. xxoo

Constance La France November 20, 2018 at 8:38 AM Connie, well, what an amazing write, I have walked hand in hand with death all my life, so why not love him, he knows me better than anyone, he is the link to my beloved, I love your poem and for me it is a winner and a fav~ Connie Marcum Wong November 20, 2018 at 7:13 PM Thank you so very much Constance. My husband's uncle just past away and I will be giving his sister this poem. I appreciate your lovely comment and your fave my friend. Love, Connie xxoo

M. L. Kiser November 18, 2018 at 1:26 AM So true, another fav. You bring up some very good points regarding those who've gone across; they are always with us. Even if one doesn't believe in the soul; there's always the genes. Connie Marcum Wong November 18, 2018 at 7:01 AM Wow, thank you so much for liking my poem and for the wonderful fave M.L. I appreciate your sincerity. : )xxoo

Gary Bateman November 16, 2018 at 8:59 AM Hello Connie, My belated congratulations to you on the POTD Honor for this quite passionate and very moving verse on "Behold Death." I am sorry I initial missed this one. I am glad I read it now!! I have written a number of poems on Death over the years but this is the first time I have encountered one with such a degree of marvelously-unique phraseology you have so amply blended into the text and soul of your verse here!! Kudos to you!! Extraordinary Work!! A FAVE TOO!! Cheers and Best, Gary Connie Marcum Wong November 18, 2018 at 7:04 AM Thank you Gary, for your lovely comment and especially for your Fave! I appreciate your sweet comments. : ) xxoo

Darlene De Beaulieu November 7, 2018 at 8:45 PM Hello Connie,as for myself Connie, the doctor's did not bring back my husband back to life. Nor did my mother come back to life.They did not have the nde. Have a nice evening.I do know that my husband and my mother and father are in a peaceful place. Have anice evening my friend. Connie Marcum Wong November 18, 2018 at 7:08 AM I am sorry to hear you lost your husband and mother. I appreciate your comment and thank you very much! : ) xxoo

Faraz Ajmal November 5, 2018 at 12:01 PM Such a heartfelt write this is, the most cruel thing about life is that one day we have to die and no one knows what lies after that, perhaps angels and a beautiful place known as heaven, or nothing, not even darkness for we are dead, I absolutely love reading this poem of yours, many congratulations on your poem being chosen as POTD, after writing such a brilliant poem, you deserved it, good luck and have a really nice day Connie Marcum Wong November 5, 2018 at 1:03 PM I have faith that our spirit lives on Faraz because of my mother dying in her forties for 8 minutes and the doctors were able to bring her back to life. She floayed to the ceiling and was able to see everything, hear and smell. She had all her senses and she felt she was in such a wonderful peaceful place she didn't want to return to her body. After that NDE (near death experience) she looked forward to leaving when her time came. They can hear and see us. We can talk to them and know our loved ones are waiting to greet us one day. Thank you for your lovely comment. xxoo : )

Duke Beaufort November 3, 2018 at 11:04 AM Death is a very interesting thing. When it comes, I suspect there is sorrow for things we wanted to do tomorrow, but will now miss. So, while it is not something to fear, it is a sad thing. I will miss you, my family and friends and my ability to sense things, but just for the moment of awareness, for then I will be gone forever.

Jennifer Proxenos October 31, 2018 at 1:33 AM I Connie, this poem made me cry! I held death in my arms, my father took his last breath with myself and my mother. It is a magnificent write. I feel my father's presence very often, and also can smell the tobacco he smoked with his pipe! xoxo, Jennifer. Connie Marcum Wong October 31, 2018 at 1:55 AM Thank you Jennifer. I smelled my mother's favorite Gardena flower and I knew she was around visiting. The scent was strong, but only lasted a few seconds before dissipating. I am happy my poem moved you. I am sorry for your loss, but he is still near you watching over you. Blessings, Connie xxoo

Jay Moore October 25, 2018 at 3:07 PM You almost made me cry! emotionally beautiful!

Tim Smith October 23, 2018 at 7:50 PM So deserving of all the accolades...your pen is beautiful Connie. Connie Marcum Wong October 24, 2018 at 12:43 PM Thank you very much for such a lovely comment Tim. : )

M. L. Kiser October 23, 2018 at 4:19 PM Quite a beautiful pen; so many people fear death and its sad. It's actually a celebration of life. At least that's they way I've come to see it. Connie Marcum Wong October 24, 2018 at 12:39 PM I agree M.L. it is a part of life, a life that lives on in the next realm. We mourn so because we miss our loved one, but to know they live on is of great comfort. Thank you very much.xxoo

Robert Lindley October 23, 2018 at 5:58 AM My dear friend, please accept my belated congratulations on this your wonderful poem having been chosen to receive POTD honors. an inspiring piece that is a true pleasure to read! A fav,, and a gem. Connie Marcum Wong October 23, 2018 at 6:51 AM Thank you so much Robert. I can see through my mother's eyes now and I understand. I appreciate your fave so very much. Blessings, Connie xxoo

Charlie Smith October 20, 2018 at 9:58 AM I don't know how I missed this gem, well done Connie and congratulations...

Vladislav Raven October 19, 2018 at 6:59 AM Hi Connie, belated congratulations for your poem of the day with this wonderful piece. Have a wonderful Friday. Hugs....Mike. XX Connie Marcum Wong October 19, 2018 at 10:30 PM Thank you very much Mike. You have a great weekend! xxoo

Andrea Dietrich October 18, 2018 at 1:17 PM I see this got POTD? wow, sometimes they choose weird winners, but in THIS case, they chose amazingly well. congrats. Connie Marcum Wong October 18, 2018 at 1:46 PM Thank you Andrea. You have posted so many new ones...wow. I get my eye shot tomorrow and will be seeing good again by Saturday. Then I will catch up reading poems again. Hugs, Connie xxoo

Mystic Rose Rose October 16, 2018 at 7:09 PM We can always sense our loving departed around us if we search for the quiet spirit that surrounds us and the memory that brings them forth. I love your sensitive write Connie, thanks for sharing Congrats on your POTD

Mockingbird Stevenson October 16, 2018 at 6:23 PM This wonderful piece provides comfort and made me feel warm and safe. Thanks for sharing and being such an exquisite writer. Mockingbird x Connie Marcum Wong October 16, 2018 at 6:46 PM Thank you very much MB for such a lovely comment. I will check out your poetry soon. Nice to meet you. : )

Brandy Nicole October 16, 2018 at 11:23 AM When a loved one leaves this life, to embrace the next. The heart is left holding onto them, in moments and memories. So, in a sense we do hold the dead in loving arms. This is beautiful and emotional, at the same time. Congratulations Connie, on Poem of the Day. ~ Brandy Connie Marcum Wong October 16, 2018 at 12:13 PM You understood my meaning well Brandy. Thank you very much for your insightful comment. : )

Joanna Daniel October 16, 2018 at 6:02 AM A different outlook on spirits, Connie, well written:) Connie Marcum Wong October 16, 2018 at 12:12 PM Thank you Jo. xxoo : )

Paul Bell October 16, 2018 at 5:06 AM Great poem. One that should give peace to a lot of people. Connie Marcum Wong October 16, 2018 at 12:11 PM Thank you very much Paul. : )

CayCay Godwin October 16, 2018 at 2:44 AM Oh, Sweetie - the poem is great - no doubt that will spark spirit-thought in many readers. I extra feel your words in light of all we talked about and I'm hugging you tight, in awe of your strength. Much love ... CayCay (congrats on POTD, I hope that brought a smile to you) Connie Marcum Wong October 16, 2018 at 2:52 AM Yes Caycay, a huge smile and surprise and it made my day! Thank you. Having some trouble with seeing so will catch up on more of your poems tomorrow.xxoo

Maria Williams October 16, 2018 at 1:01 AM What a unique way of looking at it. Meaningful and powerfully delivered my dear friend Connie. Insightful, deep and a Fave....Maria hugs Connie Marcum Wong October 16, 2018 at 2:07 AM Thank you so much for your lovely comment Maria, and especially for the Fave. I truly appreciate it my friend.xxoo

Andrea Dietrich October 15, 2018 at 3:55 PM Somber, elegant and beautifully written, Connie. You are a poetess of great wisdom. Connie Marcum Wong October 15, 2018 at 5:42 PM Thank you my kindred spirit sister. I appreciate your comments always. Hugs, Connie : ) xxoo

Besma Riabi Dziri October 15, 2018 at 3:44 PM You behold and envision death in a unique beautiful way! So soothing what you penned about the most dreaded and mysterious state! Congratulations on your POTD, Connie! A well deserved honour! My deepest regards. Be blessed always. Connie Marcum Wong October 15, 2018 at 5:41 PM Thank you for your lovely insightful comment Besma. I appreciate it very much. Blessings, Connie ; )

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