Dreams

Dreams

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

A mind at peace with all below she is beauty such so ever bright Smile to win the hearts that glow a wonder to the sight

"




Lucy Hamilton Princess of Ireland.



Another life I dream of now

thoughts of others nay-ere to wed

Where love has waited on the bow

shown in beauty of all she said

 

I watched as she descended stairs

and dreamed the world was none but gay

With her my life had lost the cares

where we would dance the night away

 

The witted banter of close friends

then came the music swaying crowds

As dreams of love that never ends

on high the heaven’s streaming clouds

 

From marbled hall and wooded glade

of noble thoughts I was endowed

For love of her my heart had stayed

a life un-wavered and un-bowed


To he whom ever loved so true

we bless the winds of salvation

Red tresses flow in green eyed hue

oh this wonder of creation





© 2018 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Oh who can say what they would do if the winds had only blown them to distant shores. I wrote this of the dreams of another life not lived. I do not believe we are only able to love one person in life. I think there are thousands whom we might fall in love with if the time and place were right. It is the fates that leads us to our destiny. And this is just a thought on how life could be different if the winds had blown the opposite direction.

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You, my dear, are a hopeless romantic; and I love it! It seems you like women as well as love them, this is a very desirable trait in the male of the species, and all too rare.
I believe you are correct, actually, I know you are correct, you can love more than one person. (Hopefully, not at the same time. LOL)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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So aptly romantic and beautiful..sweetly swaying to the music as I'm enveloped in a misty cloud world of dreams and love. There are those I remember where if the moment had just slightly turned the other way, where would I be today? Love is capable of so many forms. We have the ability and capacity to love beyond ourselves, to love each person just a little bit differently - but it's all still love, an essence of us. Sweet words, my friend....

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is amazing, very good, I can actually imagine some of the things in your poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


its almost dreamlike, this poem. This is great, I love the way you put everything together...its beautiful

Posted 13 Years Ago


Quiet true nobody knows about the another life we would meet .Yes it is the love in us that let us live the dream.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I loved it xD


Posted 13 Years Ago


Very romantic work..I am glad that I came by this evening..Sunflower

Posted 13 Years Ago


I often wonder what my life would be like now if I had made difference decisions, closed my eyes and spun, chosing a path different from the one I now call my own. Alas, noone can ever know what their lives would have become but that's what makes the choices we make now all the more important, exciting and flavourful, the 'what if' drifting our minds and so we are left pleasantly dreaming.

Posted 13 Years Ago


nicely said. I love your form here, it makes the expression so beautifully felt!

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow…
this is for the first time…
I am reading a poem from your collection that depicts beauty of woman….
It is beautiful….


Posted 13 Years Ago


Ah, a true beauty of what might have been...
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 13 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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