Life's Treasures

Life's Treasures

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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Can anyone know what will come when the wind blows us cold and gale Or what direction it be from when finally we set our sail

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The old songs loved from long ago

come to me from my long gone past

On winds they caress me tonight

whispering from dreams I had last

 

The old days trooped by in glory

paraded across my life's field

Displayed in panoramic view

how many dreams they have revealed

 

Faces long gone look out from mist

to this once wandered man to be

Speaking from my past adventures

beloved friends long a part of me

 

Oh how they flood through my mind

to speak of days that've gone by

Forcing me to look to the one

that came from acts I can't deny

 

We are not each one right nor wrong

we are the result of our times

Held to account for all the good

as well as for all our crimes

 

Mystic chords of my memory

look back on the road I traversed

Remembering moments I loved

as well as those I have cursed

 

While each loved soul has given time

to pursuit of living pleasures

Only by reflecting on life

do I recognize its treasures



copyright 1/10/2010


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Author's Note

Tate Morgan

Can anyone know what will come
when the wind blows us cold and gale
Or what direction it be from
when finally we set our sail


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*********************************************************************** Life & Times **************
For me, this work brought to mind and held shades of classicism, an influence, such as: F. Scott Fitzgerald, writing in a life as 'Victor Laszlo'
in the setting of the ambience of Cassablanca. As the picture here evokes such a character image, or possibley The African Queen the film with Humphrey Bogart... a portrayal, of such a character. These imagined and invoked, yet knowing. It is as original, as Tate Morgan and his life & times.
A life story, no not novelized or told of in other. Than Life's Tree.
As it is lived, through a Poets Eyes.
Immortalized, in scripted...
Excellance.
This piece reflects the depths of a painters image, on a canvas of words.
As it plays like a movie, through the readers mind. Enough said.
A Classical Portrayal, of A Man.
Striving...
For that perfect edge.
*************************************************************************** Integrity ***************
Write On / Oh Champions of the Poets Pen.
Romon in Review, finding. Perfection...
In a Friend. Congradulations on the revealing of Life's Tree... Tate. Ro...

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Oh brilliant, the opening line of each stanza is very strong, this one reached me, I can relate to it from similar life experiences, I really don't think I can add anything.

Posted 4 Years Ago


nice work tate. how we set our direction and what we do after sets our life in courses unknown to us traveling this road.

Posted 4 Years Ago


I was spell bound by this stanza in particular: "

While each loved soul has given time

to pursuit of living pleasures

Only by reflecting on life

do I recognize its treasures"

very well written, Tate

Posted 4 Years Ago


This one took hold of my heart, reminiscing's of old friends no longer with us. It's all lovingly strung together but I love this stanza the best.

'Mystic chords of my memory
look back on the road I traversed
Remembering moments I loved
as well as those I have cursed'

Such a bittersweet, touching sentiment.
Great self-portrait too.



Posted 4 Years Ago


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i can feel 'classic' breeze coming. a very good poem. i'll answer your question by the way, no one can know what will come, but one can set his direction to take. :)
i enjoyed reading your poems. :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


Pure class

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

That was so nice to hear it almost hurt. I humbly thank you!
This is captivating and inspiring

Posted 4 Years Ago


All of the moments in our life they are sweet memories, thanks tate for reminding me this one.


Posted 4 Years Ago


Its true, we are held hostage by our time. But we can do something to choose our path. In that way time is held hostage by our choices. THen we are the one who are in control.


Posted 4 Years Ago


beautiful

Posted 4 Years Ago



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