Child of the Night

I have to wonder now and then

as the dreams I once held divine

Have left me just like other men

to age and wither on the vine

 

Where once I thought that I would be

so much further along in life

Now the dreams that I once could see

so cut me quick just like a knife

 

Perhaps the gods that rule my fate

have turned their backs upon me now

Lacking what I once thought so great

leaves me this truth to disavow

 

Where is the strength that gave men pause

where once I bent life to my will

When I was game for hell and cause

and drank until I'd had my fill

 

Be careful where your shadow cast

as the dimming light pays a toll

The day will come you breathe your last

when you will have to face your soul

 

But then I gaze upon my child

with the strength and the fire to fight

I think of when I was so wild

I shunned the day and loved the night

 

It makes me want to continue

to keep the Hounds of Hell at bay

Push the muscles and the sinew

to wake to face another day 

 

 

copyright march 27 © 2014 Tate Morgan

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Author's Note

I often think of my own end. It is hard not to feel the hand of time on me. Life has a way of wearing us down. I have outlived my own predictions by many a year. I once thought I would surely meet the end by the time I was thirty. I shall have to console myself with the thought that I might just live to be old lol.

Reviews

[realmwriter]

"It makes me want to continue

to keep the Hounds of Hell at bay

Push the muscles and the sinew

to wake to face another day" This is genious as is the rest of this piece, Always a joy to reada your work but to see it fro a lightly darker perspective than you usualy write is incredible. Been wonderin how your poetry would read with a darker tone to it, now I know that it reads with an ominious note yes but still your positive message remains. It's like a stor cloud with a silver lining, only it's a silver cloud with a grey shadow. Just awesome my friend...

[Tate Morgan]

Yes that is true. What is sad for me is in the loss of my own dreams are all part of the plan of life. It is the child who matters not me. And in him I find my own purpose. If i can give him a boost on his own dreams Looking past my own we both win. In his joy and happiness is my own. Thank you.

[Tate Morgan]

Yes you are only one of two you and Deron Alexis Are the only two to grasp the depth of this poem. Perhaps because you have a new child.One day this will be your truth too.

[timthy]

Tate,,,please read some of my pieces...i too didnt plan on living long enough to outlive the folly of my youth...reading this made me feel as if you picked this directly out of my gray matter...astounding.....beautiful....makes me eager to read the next one...i have a group page on facebook called the poets loft... please join and submit some of your work....and by the way...you had me at Poe....keep up the great work

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Tim sorry I havent been on much thank you

[Woja]

Wow this is beautiful and some times as we get older we forget how amazing the little things can be and our children tend to remind us

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you very much time has that way of honing us

[KWP]

A lot of depth and introspection here ... we all have so many questions we need to ask ourselves ... if we sit silently, the answers come ... and live flows on ... for ever and evermore xx

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you so much that was sweet

[ZENsensual]

I love these lines... "But then I gaze upon my child/with the strength and the fire to fight." This is what keeps me going during some of the dark times as well... Just Beautiful!

[Opeyemi Jide-Ojo]

"Be careful where your shadow cast
as the dimming light pays a toll
The day will come you breathe your last
when you will have to face your soul" i particularly love this part. reminds me that however fast we run we can't run beyond life. but even then, we still have hope of another day to make things right with our lives.... excellent work....

[Tate Morgan]

thank you yes we will one day have to face the final tally

[Becky C Strukamp]

So many emotions throughout that bring one to ones own life's travels and conceptions of such. Loved it Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

thank you becky you and i are much alike

[Becky C Strukamp]

Yes I do believe we are at that my friend!

[star73]

Very creative I love all your writing you have a lot of talent:) always pick your poems to read

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you very much

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Life is about experience and growth...and lessons learned...great write, Tate....

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you star

[paul sal.....]

Every winter I think I'll not see another Spring but Spring is here and so am I, listen to the children

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Paul Yes i feel the same each year. And here we stood the longest of winters Yet we still stand.

[paul sal.....]

indeed...........

[Pryde Foltz]

Be careful where your shadow cast
as the dimming light pays a toll
The day will come you breathe your last
when you will have to face your soul

Wise words, indeed. Profound write.

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Pryde thank you for those words. I am always looking inward at the man inside

[Pryde Foltz]

So we all should … but for me it's woman;)