Old Man

Old Man

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

Where grass and bending flowers Grew once like the weeds The field empty and barren For lack of sowing seeds

"

 

The old gray man alone now

attends to his dusty fields

Watering the emptiness

where the land no longer yields

______________________________

He wove his web of fashions

from the tears his pains had sprung

Where once he sang of starlight

back when both their hearts were young

______________________________

Then came the winds a-calling

turned to run a-hoping sure

To reach where she was lying

 sharing pains they'd both endure

_____________________________

The gales did blow around him

precious memories, he'd miss

Drops would fall upon his lips

those that hers would never kiss

______________________________

Where grass and bending flowers 

grew together like the weeds

Lie meadows all but barren

for the lack of sowing seeds

______________________________

The blushing, blowing Poppies

that once grew all around near

Fill the fields with memories

of the love he once lost here

______________________________

Each time he treads on his land

howling, sow-west winds a-blow

Not belonging, feels the longing

 mercy only God may know







© 2021 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
I knew a man like this once. His life all but lived. He patiently waited for the end.Which wasn't long in coming. Children give us the legacy that makes the bitterness of our short life more tolerable

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This is one of the finest piece of poetry that, that I ever came across on this earth. What, flabbergasts me is not only the structure, but the story, that touches my heart.

This masterpiece is like nothing. Your note, deeply moved me. Indeed, kindness and humanity is something that can be felt, by everyone. In a nutshell,

"Compassion is an universal language''

Thanks, for bringing to fore this, piece.

Devanshu

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

Thank you Dev I thought i had responded to this from you I see i havent.
Devanshu Rajput

9 Years Ago

I'm glad you responded late, because this way, I got to read your piece again.

You're.. read more
Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

Thank you young man



Reviews

Hi Tate,
First the fabulous image you chose... I can not begin to express how very much I love it!!
Then the straight black line separating every four lines... fantastic...
And, then the powerful words ...well, they are so very wonderful.
Lisa, now in sunny Spain

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

I humbly thank you. I put a lot of time in this one.
Lisasview

1 Year Ago

I can tell... I often put a lot of time in what I write...
L
Tate,

I do hope your shoulder is healing or has, since your surgery, healed well ...

Allow me to share that I was touched to the very core of my being by this ever so sad but majestically beautiful piece of Poetry that surpasses the term, well written ...

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Marvin thank you. My shoulder has healed. This is the poem I spent the longest on. 5 years I spent w.. read more
Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

1 Year Ago

My friend, Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHY, of AllPoetry, say that a poem is never finished until it.. read more
Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Agreed ! I played this one over and over in my head 1 million times
Awesome 👏 Makes me miss my old man. How beautiful to have those memories inside our hearts not just on photos for it can be lost buy in a place where it can never be replaced

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thank you Jorj jie we all know these feelings we see them in others we either lean towards them or a.. read more
Each grouping is a poem unto itself but read together I see a visual story of life, loss, and love. --- Well Done.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thank you JE
Lost lives and the memories they leave behind...
Like ghosts in old houses, they haunt us. Sometimes the haunting is gentle, even beneficial, a guardian angel. Others, it ravages us with grief and loss. Well written, Sir.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

May we live to see our childrens children children
Always a delight to read you Tate. Your work is of a consistently high quality and this piece is no exception. A sad tale related here in superb form wonderful imagery, that leaves a lump in the throat. All the best.

Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

3 Years Ago

Thanks Chris. I spent five years tossing this one around. Writing and rewriting it
This is a powerful piece a moving piece of life caught on the canvas of a changing background called life which one has to deal with. Great piece of work(art)

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Thank you Kent. Life doesn’t deal all of us the same Hand.
i really love the way you express yourself on your poem, i cant explain. i salute you!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

thank you Shineheemi I appreciate that
I just came because of the title. I thought it might be about me! (laughing) I like the analogy of fields and life, crops and children, etc. In my years I've buried more than a few friends, both my parents and a brother that I dearly loved. But, also in my life, I've made new friends and my first daughter was born the same year my dad died. My last daughter was born the same day my brother died. So I've never really had time to grieve. Life required that I attend the living and not the dead. Children are not only a source of joy but they give us purpose...they require our attention. So perhaps the good Lord knows I'm not made for grieving. Perhaps He gave me children to confront that very possibility. Anyway, I enjoyed the read, Tate.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Thank you Fabian I am in total agreement with you. Children give us a purpose
It is a lovely, lovely tale you composed. I like the very rhymes and the flow of the poem. The portrait of old man you drew was too real. Amazing work!
Thank you.
Hearty Congratulations!!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

6 Years Ago

Thank you Raj It was my pleasure

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Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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