Life's Laments

My granddaughter Payton and I contemplating the mysteries of the universe.

Winds of change follow where I go

sirens cry o'er the sea

For what I wished I'll never know

songs they sing all speak to me

 

Had I missed a chance at ardor

to play, to run or to roam

Perhaps if I'd traveled farther

somewhere else I might call home

 

These the thoughts of a selfish heart

from love I could not render

Once loneliness had torn apart

all feelings that were tender

 

The hallowed heart I’d wished to find

most this life spent running to

Was never known to be too kind

longed for what it never knew

 

I spent this life a burning flame

forged eternally on the run

I have only myself to blame

For the things that I have done

 

These truths of life come slow to some

lessons I learned the hard way

It’s not the night that one runs from

it’s light of our darkest day

 

My wife has settled me a bit

such a handsome girl is she

She has my heart and well knows it

a better man lives in me

 

Author's Note

I am forever looking back upon the road I traversed. I don't always like what I see. But I have for reasons unknown to me always been able to see the better angel of my nature. I look into the hopeful eyes of my granddaughter and see the beautiful soul of innocence. It is for that hope that I strive to be a better man.

Reviews

[poeticpiers]

Looking back serves no great purpose Tate.You can't change what has been done in any way. Regrets we all have. But living is for here and now and for the future. Our youthful pecadilloes do not really count for much unless they taught us something of value. You have what you were searching for.You know the way forward so just get on with it. Raise your son to value the right things in life. Nothing is more important than presenting a good example.
No doubt he will rebel from time to time but the core values will remain.

[Kristopher d. Taylor]

amazing piece, I love everything about it, from the photograph to the video, they both compliment the poem very well, the only thing I'd change is the font, but what do I know? Im just a fan of the more traditional fonts. And extra points for the dylan tune, just because he's a hero of mine.

[Tate Morgan]

Love Dylan myself .

[Patricia B. Hepler]

The road to inner peace starts with a first step. You are fortunate that your wife and grandchild were holding your hand~ Safe journeys. pat

[Morrigan Nicole]

Wow, very beautiful piece. You has strong imagery, clearly painted a dream world in my mind.

[Barbara Walker]

I like this; a soul's autobiography in poetic form. Excellent!

[Asb]

super
beautifully described :)

[Seyi Ojenike]

A lovely poem

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Great write, reflections and thoughts written so well :)

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Such a wonderful thing, to strive to be a better man...to be a better person. This is truly touching! It's never too late to give your heart once you find it. Wonderful write, Tate! Thank you for sharing this.

"The hallowed heart I’d wished to find
most this life spent running to
Was never known to be too kind
longed for what it never knew"~ Great write!