The Ghost of Charlie


Call them ghost, spirits, haunts or old souls, the interest and skepticism abounds. This Christian pastor/writer felt he had all of the answers until a cold Christmas Eve night when this ghost called Charlie ended forever my skepticism and changed my understanding of their reality forever. The Poem which follows is this writer’s attempt to give meaning to the life and death of one who lived a life of admiration and respect and the time following his death was one of interest and even humor. Charlie W, this is for you:

Ghost Charlie


Humble the man he was

His Tuesday mornings, charmed they were

Love of God, his fellow man

Charlie W, a man all wanted to know

Through the years his secret held

Seven years, a near century he was

Death for sure would be soon

But his love of Jesus was always shown

His time did come, God’s appointed time

This thing called death Charlie never feared

A happy man for sure Charlie was

A divine calling at Christmas he loved

A dinner at eve for my family served

A prayer of thanksgiving was shared

A touch on my shoulder

Chill filled the air

Charlie’s ghost did appear

His knowledge of Jesus was sure

He told of things not fully understood

His life on earth now gone by

To me his last preacher his wishes did cry

Later he said, I will tell you more

That night his visit did come

At the foot of my bed he stood

Uneasy I felt, my heart harder did pound

No I said this isn’t real

He is not here, yet Charlie there stood

Once again he spoke

As the earlier commune, he was clear

He called my title and then my name

Not to worry he said, no one can hear

He started his request for his final day

No tears, no morbidity please he begged

Laughter only that was his goal

Stories he told which I never heard

He assured me others would know

As sure as he came he also left

Sleep that night was sound and well

Now I was certain life continued on

Charlie’s final day and everyone came

The tiny church totally full

Charlie’s first wish granted for sure

I started to preach

Strange though I felt

Charlie’s request had to be met

The stories to me he told

Shared with others with great joy

Others would question this knowledge I gained

No tears were shed as Charlie had asked

The service over, no grave side Charlie said

He you see was not there

The people would say, “best they’d ever seen”

The service it was said, they wanted the same

Charlie’s son, in person did come

A visit to his mother by Charlie he told

To her Charlie told his preacher he did visit

His ghostly appearance once more did come

A simple thank you then gone

©Copyright 2011 Dr. Lee W. Outlaw III

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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

This was a real life situation while I pastored a church in North FL. It was not my first "ghostly experience" but my first that confirmed ghost/spirits are REAL. Glad you like. My OBE article is "I couldn't believe it could happen to me". Thanks for stopping by, taking the time to read, comment and vote. Lee


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Sparklea 4 years ago from Upstate New York

Wow, I could truly feel it all, very well written! I embrace your statement, "now I was certain life continued on," so beautiful and tremendously encouraging! Thank you for a wonderful enlightening hub! Voted up, interesting and useful. Blessings, Sparklea :)


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Drtruthman 4 years ago from Harlingen, Texas Author

Thank you for the read and the comment Audrey. Really appreciate it.


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AudreyHowitt 4 years ago from California

This did feel very much like a story to me as well--I wonder if we feel the comfort of the closeness or shivers? Either way, very nice write!


sonnetwolf1 5 years ago

I'm with you Justateacher. This gave me chills. I like the way it was written too, Deb, poetic but in a biographical sense of conversation, like telling us a story. How fascinated I am on the subject of our loved ones and friends visiting us from the other side, contacting us, from beyond the scope of physical life, that other plane of existence. Now to hear it from an Ordained Pastor gives me even more satisfaction and confirmation. Yes, because I believe in the Lord, sure I know there is an Afterlife. But you all know how society frowns upon so-called "ghosts." We don't speak of such things, right? I don't know why. I want to hear more, Dr. Lee. I hope this turns into a book with many sequels. I am one of your newest Fans and Followers for sure and I look forward to following this Hub in particular. Please keep me tagged for future follow-ups and continuations on the subject. Not that I'm preoccupied with Death. I'm preoccupied with our Life after this One.


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justateacher 5 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

Sent chills through me as I read this...voted up and awesome!


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Deborah Brooks 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

wow.. Lee this is very good.. Love the poem you made it like a story.. Very good.. Poem I could feel his hand on my shoulder and the coldness..lol I loved it..

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