Tate Morgan : Writing

A Lass

A Lass

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Lucy Hamilton whose light shone across an entire ocean, to brighten the moonlit sky upon my endless nights.
The Reaper

The Reaper

A Poem by Tate Morgan


I stopped to see my father today.
The Garden Of Tears

The Garden Of Tears

A Poem by Tate Morgan


He practiced disdain for mankind. Never giving himself to another. Closed away his heart and mind.
Spring Love

Spring Love

A Poem by Tate Morgan


The desperate cries of anguish From a heart that knows no joy Feeds long upon its own regret Tossing the soul as if a toy
Poetic Life

Poetic Life

A Poem by Tate Morgan


It isn't how fast you can run.
My Life

My Life

A Poem by Tate Morgan


My very first poem Written at the age of 47
Quiet Gardens Keep

Quiet Gardens Keep

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Her face is like the rising sun.
Inherit The Wind

Inherit The Wind

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Proverbs 11:29 , "He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind".
Love's Refrain

Love's Refrain

A Poem by Tate Morgan


The wind plays loves refrain.
Memory

Memory

A Poem by Tate Morgan


What need have I for coins of Gold