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 

 

 

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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.

[nancy.sedky]

You know the best part in ur poem that you
Were wild and had days like fire,your youth was
An adventure,i believe you still got it,just act like thirty
With the wisdom you have now ,life couldn't be more beautiful,travel around the world :)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Nancy Oh you know I am forever wishing I was 20 again .In my mind i am 20 but My body says NO!

[Traci]

Truly a poem about self reflection, finding our purpose and reason. You expressed this very well, written with sincere emotion.

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

powerful lines, full of wisdom we should all take note to. Lovely work as always Tate, definitely look forward to catching up on your pieces of art. Take care, my friend.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Traci It is always nice to hear from you.

[A. Amos]

This is top notch write and like the subject you neatly portrait...your work always inspire me my friend and as always reading your work is pure magic. As you gave wisdom to your readers to review themselves deeply, what life is all about...simply marvelous!

[Tate Morgan]

A Amos thank you friend i am always reflecting on life Its purpose and its reason

[A. Amos]

Thank you for keeping your readers involve in your journey, you're most welcome my friend

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Incredible piece... you've displayed a masterful grasp of the art. This is writing to take lessons from. Special thanks to Frieda for pulling my coat tail to it.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Nice to meet you Always a pleasure to meet Frieda's friends

[Rita L. Sev]

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

I really like the message here, Tate. Life is too short, and we are so powerless and yet - we wield so much potential. The next generation counts on our wisdom, needs us to live on in hope. Enjoyed this!

*teacher note: in the first stanza, wither needs no 'h'.

[Tate Morgan]

LOL thank you I cant believe i didnt notice that myself

[m.s.early]

I relate to the sentiment intimately. If I'd known I was going to live this long I'd have taken better care of myself.

[Tate Morgan]

I never intended to live this long I guess i better start taking better care of me Thank you

[RichGee]

I KNOW THIS FEELING WELL...
I lived life fast and hard for a very long time...
I am blessed to have come this far...
But now I live life differently...in the hopes that I can continue
To improve as a human being...and finish off as a great person, father, friend and husband.
This piece hits home....thanks for sharing it.

[Tate Morgan]

I too have mellowed a bit. Part from necessity part from maturity. Lets hope we get through this as painlessly as possible

[RichGee]

Indeed my friend.

[Marie]

I never think of my end, though I'm much older than you. I have a lot of regrets, and haven't been careful of where my "shadow ow cast." But I look to the future, which can be built, rather than to the past, which can never be undone.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Marie Well as long as there are others older than me I don't feel so bad. That makes me think I'm not next in line for the River Styx lol

[Coyote Poetry]

"Perhaps the gods that rule my fate
have turned their back upon me now
Lacking what I once thought so great
leaves me this truth to disavow"
I do understand the above lines. It seem we can win sometimes, but we must keep going forward. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Coyote as always the learned soul I see myself in you