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

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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

8 Years Ago

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

8 Years Ago

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

You're.. read more
Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

Thank you young man



Reviews

I know a man like this now, and wondering how to drive him from under this cloud. Very powerful and honest, I love the effort you put in this; the picture alone took moments of admiration, then came the poem... perfect.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nicely done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh - this is most definitely a beautiful and moving poem. Amazing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


moving...some of harsh realities of life are death and aging.but he lived his time likea man.

Posted 13 Years Ago


So sad and moving, wiping the tear away! xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nice..almost reads like a professional poem right out of a beloved book of poetry. I loved the avatar, where do you find those beautiful photos? And it's a nice touch how you put a song on for each of your poems, to add something more to what you are trying to convey in your words. thanks for writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Tate, I think we all know someone like this. A sad existance. Nice write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


That was amazing tate!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Your imagery is poignant and beautiful, drifting over vivid fields and the ends of life itself. Wonderfully written and profoundly moving.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I thought the picture was really interesting. I could really see a sort of story developing in the back of my mind, and it was fantastic. Amazing job.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on May 3, 2010
Last Updated on May 21, 2021
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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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