It's Far Away I Am Today

'Cross waves of wheat, her face I'd greet that white skin of milk and dew A voice so sweet, echo's the street green eyes cased in honey hue

Lucy Hamilton, Princess of Ireland

It's far away I am today

from shores where my mind has been

In ocean spray where children play

there I long for Irish kin

Warm fire of coal should be the goal
of the life I call my own

This kindly soul now pays the toll

safe and sound, yet all alone

 

'Cross waves of wheat that face I'd greet

her white, skin of milk and dew

A voice so sweet echo's the street

green eyes cased in honey hue

 

 

 

In stacks of hay where we might lay

dreamin hopes ring freshly new

For everyday I wake to play

I give of my soul to you

 

 

 

By every dawn and carriage drawn

I watch leaves sail off the tree

All crying on will not begone

the most precious tales of thee

 

 

 

On wings above does fly the dove

of a life gentle and true

Oh precious love you be made of

as the lord created you

 

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Galway Bay

 

'It's far-rr away I am today

from scenes I'd roame-dd a-boy,

And long ago the hour I know

I first saw Ill-i-nois

 

But time nor tide nor waters wide

could wean my hearr-t away,

For ever true it flies to you,

my own dear Galway Bay.

 

O ! grey and bleak, by shores and creek,

the rug-ged rocks a-bound,

But sweet and green the grass between,

as grows on Irish ground,

 

So friendship fond all wealth a-bound,

and the love that li-ives always,

Bless every home beside your foam,

my own dear Galway Bay.

 

Had I youth's blood and thoughtful mood

and a heart of fire once more,

For all-ll the gold the world might hold

I'd never lee-ave your shore,

 

I'd be content with what-ever-God sent

with neigh-bours old and gray,

And I'd lay my bones, 'neath church yard stones,

beside you, Galway Bay.

 

The blessing of a poor-old man

be with you night and day,

The blessing of a lonely man

whose heart will soo-oon be clay;

 

'It's all of Heav-ven I'll ask of God

upon my dying day,

My soul to soar for-ever more

above you Galway Bay.

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Author's Note

This I wrote for the sweet maid Lucy Hamilton of Ireland. She rescued me when I was lost, with a sweet nature and a melodic voice like far flung rain. Her loving care melted my cold heart and gave me back my soul.
May God watch over her.
As to the poem It is the most complex thing I ever constructed. I try to make works seem as though they just roll off the tongue. However with this it was intensely hard.Every rhyme adds to complication of a poem.But that does not always make them better.In some cases the simplest formulas and rhyme make the best poetry.
I hope you liked it. It was anything but easy to construct. And I have worked on it off and on for 2 yrs.
Tate

Reviews

[Shelly Braen]

Tate,
This piece, I must say, is spectacular. To breathe in such a refreshing breath of crisp and cool nostalgia is simply devine. It's like breathing in the ocean's spray on a winter morning. The melancholy is not overlooked, but simply adding to the beauty of such a heart's flow. The heart beat and architecture of this piece are simply astounding! I feel it as almost a prayer of thanks and longing, as if Solomon wrote one last Psalm that was hidden in the catacombs of time and place. This piece soars and forever breathes within my mind's eye, painted into the proverbial retnas of my soul. So magnanimus in feeling and spirit.

[Tomás Ó C..]

Beautifully new words written for the air...

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you thomas so nice to hear from you a man of like thought and demeanor

[Alicia Schroeder]

Absolutely beautiful piece :)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Alicia so much

[wordman]

a sweet and touching write tate,loved the irish feel

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Ron it was meant to invoke the feelings of the irish

[wordman]

well it got me,loved it

[B]

Beautiful

Getting my copy of your books now

[Tate Morgan]

Awe thank you thats sweet of you

[MsJewel]

The rhyme and flow of your words is lovely...a graceful dance upon the page. Stunning poetry Tate

:) Julie

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Julie thank you so much I appreciate that this poem was harder to construct than any I ever did.

[Lyn Croker Paget]

Beautiful Tate. As usual these words are truly written from the soul. You carried me over to Ireland and back so easily. Having some Irish Ancestry does make me a soft touch for this. Thank you for Sharing.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Lyn She Lucy Hamilton was the reason i started writing many I wrote were to her. I too am of Irish decent and seem still to long for ireland

[timthy]

A perfectly orchestrated masterpiece from line to intricate line. I am in awe in the way this rolls off of the tongue with the ease and perfection of a sigh. A beautiful piece Tate!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you tim it took me 2 yrs to get this right

[AprilRN1210]

This just flows like a fairy dancing on clouds.. It is a dream.. It feels heartfelt, tender, honest, and sweet. I love the rhyme scheme, the message, and the delivery.. I have to say, I am in love with your writing.. It is exquisite..

[Tate Morgan]

Oh I bet you say that to all the boys Thank you I'm honored

[AprilRN1210]

actually, you can read every review I have ever given... you will find it nowhere.. thank you very much:P

and you are very welcome.. It was my pleasure..

[paddy d daly]

nice write, simple but often that can be best, loved the song too, dolores keane one of my favourites, that and caledonia, her brother Sean is worth checking too, but you probably know all this..

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Paddy

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

What a lovely piece of words.. You are Magical, Tate Sir..!!! I read this again after two years and it's STUNNINGLY LOVELY!!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you very much I am glad you liked it