Soul Mates

Soul Mates

A Poem by Tate Morgan

So many lifetimes come and go between ill spent youth and the grave Hopes and dreams of generations Are the memories we all save



How many times have I met you

in the strangers that passed me by

Were you the one that touched my coat

the friend that once kissed me goodbye


How often have we stood in line

just to watch loved ones go to war

Then brushed away the tears of hope

as they ran off to join the Corps


Were you the one whose heart had ached

when my ship drifted out to sea

The foundered soul whose anchor broke

the one whose dreams had yearned for me


Are we destined to always be

just passing strangers in the night

Whose ebbing flowing tides of love

never met when the time was right


So many lifetimes come and go

between ill spent youth and the grave

Hopes and dreams of generations

hold the memories we all crave


Perhaps I'm just the little child

with a heart that once broke in two

Who walks the well-worn streets of old

searching for memories of you


© 2023 Tate Morgan

Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Don't we all wonder if another is the one for whom we were meant?
How many lifetimes must we pass by before our soul finds it's hearts desire?
This was for the green eyes cased in Honey Hue, that I once knew.
May she find this dream to be her own .

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This piece simply makes me swoon in the ideals of such times. This is by far, one of my favorites. Tate, you have donr it again, made me simply have to stop and stare at the beautiful scene you have laid out here. "Are we destined to always be,
just passing strangers in the night" Even for a moment to pass by one so precious, it would be worth a lifetime. I can nearly hear the brass band in the distance.

Posted 11 Years Ago

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A beautiful story of those looking for their soul mates, whether in love or merely just friendship.

Posted 3 Months Ago

Tate Morgan

3 Months Ago

Thank you very much
Hi Tate,
It has been a while, though not too long, since I last reviewed a poem of yours.
From the photo image to the words I was moved.
Yes, I wonder often of this or that... but for lucky me after a rather long "search" I did find my hearts desire.
Your poem is so good for my vivid imagination... and because of that I sit here and wonder.
Destiny can be a cruel game...right... we all need to sit up and listen to the call...the actual moment when love is right...and then go for it...
Loved your words Tate.. Thank you so much for sharing,

Posted 3 Months Ago


3 Months Ago

Oh gosh, that is terrible!
I know what it is like to break bones...not easy and of course mor.. read more
Tate Morgan

3 Months Ago

Thank you I’ll try to take a look

3 Months Ago

You are most welcome!
dear Tate.. A beautiful Poem with deep Desires... if only we knew what Fate might bring.
We do give what we can in our Life to others... sharing a hug and helping Hand.
Love comes in many ways throughout our given days. tenderly, Pat

Posted 4 Months Ago

Tate Morgan

4 Months Ago

Thank you Pat. This poem came from the thought that we walk past people who we could’ve possibly b.. read more
Thought provoking and romantic poem. Beautifully composed. Some people are successful in meeting their soul mate,.most I believe are not in the right place at the right time. However, I do believe there is a soul mate for everyone out there. You just have to find them. Not easy in my opinion. All good wishes Tate.


Posted 2 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thanks Chris.I believe there are more than a few we could be soul mates to. However are they the rig.. read more
Memories of war and leaving loved ones, from the picture, could not be more relevant today, but for different reasons. I can picture a teen in the now, writing something similar in the future, bit regretting never seeng their face for having theirs glued to their screen. :)
If you think about it, meeting that one who will change your life has suchmassive odds against it, that its a miracle it ever happens, yet it does. But we shall always have regrets path to look forward to, as we ponder all the possibles that could have played out.
You have got my mind busy with all my possibles playing. Right now im thinking how grateful I am for a date not working out. She had a cake shop and I would have been a blimp by now :)
Keep pondering.

Posted 4 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Lorry how could I have missed this review? Somehow I did. I am sorry. Im not on much. Now and then I.. read more
A true romantic, ever searching and always hopeful. Very beautiful.
Happy new year Tate.

Posted 4 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Thank you happy new year cherrie. I am a romantic tone sure
A thrilling read to all in search of their one true Anam Cara, thank you for sharing!

Posted 4 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much
I think you speak for us all, in this well presented poem. It is said, that one meets one's Soul Mate many times in many guises, but one never actually marries her (him). Except, perhaps, as you suggest, after we have passed through many lifetimes! Or, perhaps, in the Great Beyond?

Posted 4 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Thank you astri I am well in my way to my fifth life and hopefully a good new beginning
good luck in the contest young man ;) ... still love the song and reading your poem ..Merry Merry and one more Merry Christmas sir ... i think this coming summer we may clink a glass or two together ... my HD is purring in the cold of winter so pretty sure it will roar to life in the spring ... God bless you and your family ... :)

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on March 27, 2010
Last Updated on January 31, 2023
Tags: poetry, Life, Sad, adventure, mystery, pain, poem, romance, story, death, fantasy, fiction, heart, love


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