Childhood Nights

How sweet our former lives.

Me on the left Tony in the middle and Kerny on the right

 

 

 

In dreams of my sweet former life

 with the wonders childhood poses

I find those friends I left behind

still so young and fresh like roses

I wonder if to them I'm old

when they think upon occasion

Do they wonder as, I do

of that inner child's persuasion

To me they are the cherished ones

memories of lost summer nights

When we played hide and seek till dark

enriched by all life's smells and sights

In dreams they live on as before

echoes of games we use to play

I start each night as they ended

with the dreams from yesterday

 

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Author's Note

The days of childhood haunt us .Yet they fill our dreams and buoy of thoughts hopes and dreams with the possibilities of life .

Reviews

[Ken e Bujold]

I have gone back deep into your archives Ted, from curiosity as much as anything, in light of your success as a published poet. This particular poem struck a chord in me, as I too am at the age where memories and self seem to be intersecting with great frequency. I really enjoyed my read. The opening stanza's "I find those friends I left behind" is an extremely arresting one, especially when followed by the next verse's haunting question of "do they wonder, as I do." And then the poem is so grandly completed with its circular conclusion back to the opening line.

Your craftsmanship is apparent throughout. I have been greatly rewarded for my visit.

thanks
ken

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you can. I find that reminisce more and more as I age. I am still friends with everyone I knew as a child. They hold all of the treasures that I value memories of childhood well spent

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Childhood Nights'
Tate,
This was really picturesque. It's neat to take in collection of words and be able to identify or to imagine what is being said. If a person can do this then the next step is possible which is to identify or empathise. I sound myself imagingin myself as a young adult and throughout my youth and adolescence. If is a little different for a girl I think. The picture you posted appears to be three junior high aged young guys- yourself and two friends. You all look comfortable together and that is so nice! Loved going down my own memory lane as I read.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Kathy yes we are still friends and we were comfortable

[Great Aunt Astri]

Lovely. Our childhood is really so important, the formation of our adult selves. Your well structured poem tells in its simplicity of 'that inner child's persuasion'. Luckily most of us remember the 'good' things of our past. I think it is Nature's way to hide the bad things, though of course this can cause trouble for some, later on. But I love the lines 'In dreams they live on as before, echoes of games we used to play.' And I love the photo of you and your friends. Is that the Beatles haircut?

[Tate Morgan]

As for the Beatles no I don’t think so we just let our hair go as we did our youth lol we had a great childhood I am still best friends with Tony seen here in the middle 52 yrs and counting

[WillaDanvers]

Beautifully written Tate - the rhymes link so well, without making the poem seem forced.
Great job!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Willa I am presently on the road and down in Georgia so I'm answering you off my phone I appreciate your reviews I thank you very much

[Jamestown]

The good old days:)
Always written so well and a great reminder,
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Tate Morgan]

Hi jamestown Thank you Guess Im getting reminiscent of my younger years

[Jamestown]

Nothing wrong with a nice flashback:)

[Tate Morgan]

I know I only want to go back for a day or two or three .

[Nyu]

A remembrance piece that the reader can connect to and find themselves recalling the magical age of their child years. A glimmering read, full of wondrous statements.

[Tate Morgan]

Well now thank you metanoia

[Devanshu Rajput]

Gave me a nostalgic vibe!

Here is a stanza from my unpublished poem, which also is on childhood.

"Those are the days which now I miss
But, I now only can reminisce
I am sad that they are now gone,
I am sad that they are now gone"

Really, childhood is the golden period of our life. After it, notwithstanding how much good life we have we always will miss our childhood.

I won't ever forget this poem and especially this stanza

"To me they are the cherished ones
memories of lost summer nights
When we played hide and seek till dark
enriched by all life's smells and sights"

Thanks for sharing this.

Devanshu

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Dev I am sorry i didnt get right back to you i have been busy with work. I am glad you are practicing your art.

[MomzillaNC]

How lovely it must be to have such warm childhood memories.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you oh it was nice to think back on them from time to time and model my sons experiences by them

[MomzillaNC]

I'm kind of working blind here. My childhood wasn't so rosy. I hope I'm giving my son a happy childhood.

[Tate Morgan]

well i had no father i had a best friend and lots of adventures like huck finn

[MomzillaNC]

I had the summers with Gran. But there weren't many kids around. Lots of doting grownups. Home was… fraught.

[Effector Prime]

indeed sir! indeed indeed! I read this with no persuasion to do so.. and I'm glad I did :) a great great read! thanks immensely for penning :) bring us more! :) peace

[Tate Morgan]

thank you Effector That was nice to hear feel free to look through mine

[Tate Morgan]

ny latest is a different version for sure as a video poem the first i ever did

[Effector Prime]

my childhood was engulfed in war.. so was my brother's and sister's.. but what I remember most is the effort my lovely parents took to protect and make us feel safe and make life for us as beautiful, carefree and memorable as they possibly could, beyond all the terror threatening to consume us.. as such, my childhood was as beautiful as it could possibly have been.. this poem describes it so well :) you're a great writer Tate! keep on rockin' compadre! (you remind me of "tour of duty" lol) peace

[Tate Morgan]

thank you i am no stranger to hunger or pain My own childhood was a tough one

[Effector Prime]

I checked it out! (video poem) I've never seen anything like it before :) good stuff!
:( and I understand.. gota say that my parents took every care for us to never experience "hunger or pain",, but I can empathise.. and am so impressed that you actually made the best of it and let the good times stay fresh and show in this awesome poem :) cheers!