Treading in the Steps of the Greats

Treading in the Steps of the Greats

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

"Good Night Dad"

"
Grandpa Ed and my father Ed Jr
Grandpa Ed and My Father Eddie Jr.


Looking back to my eighteenth year




sitting with gramps in the grandstand




He looked at me, said " listen son




life seldom goes as we planned"








"See your father out on the track




coming 'round in the post parade




You should be proud of him you know




for all the dues that he has paid"







"If you'd said fifteen years ago




that he was the cream of the crop




I'd beat you down, there on the ground




leaving your a*s on the blacktop"








"Not many get knocked down in life




then rise to the top of the hill




As life exacts a price you see




from those willing to pay that bill"








Years later we stood by his grave




my father, my brothers and I




Gramps hadn't shared this forgiveness




before he had to say goodbye








I passed that story to my dad




whose eyes said he understood




For as a man, it was my plan




to help ease his pain if I could








Then when my own father passed




I stood there holding his ashes




About to pour, across the floor




of the track that saw our clashes







In that one defining moment


I whispered a prayer to the Fates


"Please forgive the sins of my youth

"

treading in the steps of the Greats













© 2024 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
When my father was young he gave my grandfather bloody fits. I know how he regretted it later. As he was so hard on me for fear that I too would take that road. He said to me "Son you scare me to death. Of all my children you are the one that keeps me up at night. I see myself in you and it scares me. Just because you are fearless doesn't mean you are immortal." I came to find he was right. I do not know what drives young men to temp the will of unkind fates. However I lived to tell the tales and my son now is doing the same to me. So there is justice. Last month he came home on a motorcycle to tell me he was tired of just existing and wanted to live a little. He wants to have adventures as I have had. God is paying me back for the sleepless nights I dealt my own father.
When my own father passed a year ago we poured his ashes across the race track where his life began and his race ended. Miss ya dad!

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Brilliant writing and poignant backstory told in your Author’s Note. Such a raw and personal family chronicle...the volatile give and take from fathers to sons, relived...Perfection in form, flow, cadence, rhyme, imagery, allegory. Superb, nostalgic family picture. You are a wise man. Thank you so much for the excellent poetic invitation to share your life. Bravo!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Tate Morgan

6 Years Ago

Hi Annette thank you so much Nice to see you today



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Hi Tate,
Its been a while since I been here and read one of your poems. Thank you for sharing the story of your gramps and your dad.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Hi Nadia thank you we are all subject For the simple reality that we are a result of where we come f.. read more
LadyNaida

2 Years Ago

welcome! Welcone! 😊
Such a great tribute to the male lineage of your family. I suppose every family had that one child who needed to sow their oats more than the others causing the parents sleepless nights, anxiety and stress. This poem is so nicely penned and I enjoyed the read. Thank you! Temp

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thank you Temp life goes round and round
Temperance

2 Years Ago

You’re welcome and, yes, it does.
A beautifully loving and wonderful tribute and Memorial to, both your Dad and your Grandfather ...

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thanks Marve my father was hellion as was I as was his father
Good to come back here for a second read Tate. Can't help thinking that some kids are a real challenge for their parents and that is the way it has always been and always likely to be. Hope you and yours are well.

Chris



Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Hi Chris thank you. We regret it later
Great work. I really enjoyed it. It was enhanced with the music. Keep it going.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Many thanks m Garcia
I didn't grow up with a father to worry like that. And in the town I grew up in, well, I had to know if there was anything beyond it. So, in my early twenties, I loaded my pack, climbed on a bike and spent the next year touring the Ozark hills. Odd jobs, shelters, campgrounds. I lived hard but free. But man, I would have killed to have a father. I envy you.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

My family got divorced when I was about seven my mother raised me but when I hit 18 I did as you did.. read more
M. J. Smith

2 Years Ago

In 1991, The Drifter was born. Father dead, gone and no contact possible. What was left was to find .. read more
Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

I spent my youngest years in my 20s just raising hell For some reason when I got close to 30 my mind.. read more
WOW, Such a tribute here, so powerful and enjoyed your imagery. Love the music choice for this as well, So very well written. emotional read

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Thank you Kay t I find this very poignant today on my 61st birthday. The world keeps turning and I k.. read more
Unspoken poet

4 Years Ago

Today is my Birthday. And not a problem, i think we all keep learning every day and the world will n.. read more
Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Are you serious? That’s a coincidence. Born under a Lucky star like me
What a wonderful
tribute I've missed reading
your work.


I have been
going through a lot of
painful Issues with my family
so I am not on as much but
I hope all is well with you
and your family.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

4 Years Ago

Thank you Benita sorry about the family drama.
Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet

4 Years Ago

You're welcome and thank you
my friend have a blessed evening
one word "Nostalgic". it takes one into your background through your eyes.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

5 Years Ago

Thank you Seyi yes I write if things I have lived through. I try to pass the lessons I learned on to.. read more
Some young men have an inclination to push the boundaries as far as they can. For a parent that can be really scary, a constant worry that they might press the self destruct button. Thinking here about my own family circumstances Tate. I can relate.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

5 Years Ago

Can’t we all relate to this? It seems such a trait of human nature thank you

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