Set to Roam

Great Grandpa Ben Morgan.

There are some men, who can't sit still

wandering souls who don't fit in

You'll find they trek the globe at will

breaking the hearts of next of kin

 

They range the field to ford each flood

wander mountains and sail the seas

Theirs is the curse of Gypsy Blood

so averse to a life of ease

 

Many I knew were brave and true

as their deeds and manners attest

Don't let them get attached to you

as they never know how to rest

 

They find no solace in the old

forever searching for the new

Theirs is a life both tough and bold

although of friends they share but few

 

They blindly search the noon day sun

for a future that's now their past

Then think of all they could have done

when forced to face the truth at last

 

There was a time when this was me

desire of rest yet never done

A drifting soul upon life's sea

of adventures I loved each one

 

We knew no peace, nor settled mind

having nowhere that we called home

Never to know what we might find

each of our soul's was set to roam

 

Author's Note

I don't know what it is, sets a mans soul afire. But I was one of those souls who wandered the world searching for adventure. I still roam the lower 48 as if they were my own back yard. Will my poor restless heart ever find peace?

Reviews

[Penlady]

...and in heart, I think, still are. As I said wandering souls are fortunate to have an anchor of love holding from some place or heart that allows the soul to dip and dart and then come home again. We are all special in this life and I truly believe the needs of some are met by others created for the occasion. Your talent creates delicious vignettes for the reader to dine upon and your food for thought is strictly gourmet and rich in everything.
This poem and the wonderful flashes of your life through the black and white photos, made me cry. I feel as though I'm watching a fulfillment transpire and feel so full of gratitude for the experience. You and yours are such beautiful people, both physically and soulwise. I received my TATE books from Amazon today and can hardly wait to begin reading.
Set To Roam seems the culmination of one period in your life and just the beginning of so much more. Hold on I think its going to be even better.

[R Smith]

a great poem Tate, the spirit of the wanderer you capture very well, i guess you had first hand experience of roaming the world at large, its that which has made you a poet of some quality, your work is as always above and beyond all others, well done my friend :)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Richard I guess I was always a wandering soul

[timthy]

Amazing piece Tate! I can relate wholeheartedly to every word. Great job.

[Tate Morgan]

Hey tim thank you I guess as men we all know the pull of the open road

[Frieda P]

You surely have a gypsy soul Tate, nothing wrong with that, it's that freedom that all men seek, never lose that wanderlust, it's who you are....

[Tate Morgan]

thank you Finally I am done for the day maybe the week

[Michael G. Smith]

It's ironic that clicked on this breath of freedoms breeze. I was just reminiscing of when I was 18 single and rode my motorcycle into the sun when and where I wanted to. But in the wind I never found the peace my family has brought me.

[Tate Morgan]

Truth in that for sure I went to see a friend tonight who has a big house all the toys but his life lacks luster of a family No pictures on the wall no children and his wife ran off so what makes life worth living it certainly is the child running down the hall screaming Daddies home"Thank you

[WE]

so deep a message here with much wisdom for others to learn from

[Tate Morgan]

thank you very much

[SpeedyHobbit Armstrong]

This was a very amazing poem about the inquisitive, curious, and intellectual sort of people who forever want to learn new things and will never be content to settle into a "comfortable life" which would be more a gilded cage to them. It was also highly insightful how you explored the effect this proclivity of some wreaks upon others who are content to settle down into a life where things always remain near-unchanging who cannot understand an adventurous spirit.

[Helena]

Fantastic write Tate. I once thought it would be so wonderful to be a gypsy and still do sometimes.....but with more comfort now lol. I am a real homebody, but somedays I want to fly like the phoenix and be transported to exotic and out of the way places. Oh, dream on......(it will never happen!

Hugs

[gcp]

Maybe just born under a wandering star - there's a lot to see out in the world - sure would be a shame not to go see it ;)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I think that many a great writer has struggled with this "wandering" soul, whether man or woman. I can relate to this piece, and I can feel the struggle and the sweetness. So, to this piece I have little to say...the tone is great, and the flow is fantastic and smooth.

[John Stussy]

Definitely know that feel, staying in one place for too long just causes an itch. There are other places to be, newer things to see, adventures to be had whether glad or sad. My youngest sister always complains that I don't stay at home often enough haha. For me it's a desire to play music wherever I can. Don't want fame, don't want money, just want to have my sound ingrained upon as many places as I can before I die. The road will likely be my grave, and there's nothing wrong with that. You've captured the essence of the free man's spirit here man, and this poem's a new favorite of mine, period. Thank you for sending this my way Tate.