Life's Treasures

Life's Treasures

A Poem by 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


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...
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.
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

2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


Tate as always a beautiful and loving poem from a man with a true soul. Love, love, love the final stanza!!!!!

Posted 5 Years Ago

Beautifully conveyed, the inner journey of accountability and self reflection. Both the good and bad make us who we are. Lovely write

Posted 5 Years Ago

I believe one of the most difficult treasures to obtain is self-love and with that comes self-forgiveness. Often we find ourselves worrying over things that might have been and that is a fruitless enterprise to say the least. Tomorrow lies ahead and we might still have the chance to change that but the past is gone forever. We all have our "glory days" to coin a Bruce Springsteen phrase but life can nev er be all day or all night...just as the universe is not composed solely of matter...all things have their opposites. It's learning to live with those opposites in ourselves that can be difficult. For this reason man conjurs religion, philosophy, poetry and psychology...he has superstition, romance and prejudice.
A black cat crossing our path is no worse than a white cat...but perception and acceptance of an idea may well portend destiny in the eyes of the believer. An interesting and thought provoking write here.

Posted 5 Years Ago

The essence of eternity, or at least one lifetime captured in a fleeting moment. Best way to do it in my opinion and you have done it extremely well Tate. The good and bad, the triumphs and tribulations, enmeshed, yet not overwhelming for do they not come to us in those rare moments of clarity? This is an excellent poem that I can really appreciate Tate, thank you!

Posted 5 Years Ago

A life of reflection brings many insights into the nature of the self. It affords us an opportunity to look at ourselves and our association with all else. It brings us information about how we think, what we hold to be important and the way we account for our actions. In all it tells us about our humanity. Nice write Tate.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Thank you for sharing this with us, Tate. It is just lovely.

Posted 5 Years Ago

The past may be sweet with memories, but the future is golden with harvest. We have to be moving on.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Circumstances often dictate responses which otherwise would have been different. Pointless regretting what we cannot change.THe important thing is to learn from the past to improve the future ivor

Posted 5 Years Ago

This is divine. The emotion behind the words, the music, and the special "Tate" touch! You never cease to amaze me ~ Blessed be my Friend.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
I especially loved
"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".

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on January 30, 2010
Last Updated on May 16, 2018
Tags: poetry, romance, love, Life, Sad, adventure, mystery, pain, poem, story, death, fantasy, fiction, heart

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