Inherit The Wind

Inherit The Wind

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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Proverbs 11:29 , "He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind".

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Payton and I

Payton and I


Deeps the need as long's the road

we tread on the silent ground

To seek the path along home

where our hearts and love abound

 

Time is the fire in which we burn

around the hearths where we sit

It feeds the body and the soul

with the hearts our minds have lit

 

From the edge of the unknown

we proudly tell all our tale

Wonders we have seen ourselves

as the old folks laugh and wail

 

Poor's the man who rails his own

for to him no fruit shall bloom

Wind and fury know his name

as echo to the silent room

 

Barren is life that lacks a child

for it knows no magic hour

Like tarnish to a silver cup

its life never seems to flower

 

Rich is the man who mends his ways

his path be strewn with gold

The child that blooms within his light

grows to love him when he's old

 





 


© 2023 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Only through children can we advance mankind. It is our duty. It is our greatest joy. To pass what we have learned to the next souls in our line. If we are kind about it they will remember us fondly. Pushing mankind on to the inevitable destiny. I can't say I know what that is, but the remembering of one another is enough for me.
I had a great great grandmother born in the back of buckboard wagon in Missouri. The date was 1878. She lived a long life. In that time she saw the end of child labor. The invention of electricity. With it came electric motors of the industrial revolution. The car ,light , movies.At the age of 90 she even witnessed a man step on the moon. In the last century we advanced further than in all other centuries put together.It was a time of wondrous adventure. It saw the end of the boundless west. And on to the new frontier. I treasured the stories she shared with me in the years I knew her. A bottomless well of knowledge, learned from a long, long life.This is why I think it is necessary to pass along all she taught me, along by all I have learned to the future from the past. Immortality in our descendants as they walk life's long road into the future.

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Great poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago


excuse me...great-great grandmother...lol!

Posted 14 Years Ago


I found the sentiment expressed in the poem and in your reflective passage about your grandmother endearing and heartwarming...
blessings,
~M

Posted 14 Years Ago


Well the title caught me. I love lyric poetry. I love to read the ones whose rhyme, and rythem just flow like a stream through a wodded glade.

Posted 14 Years Ago


A powerful poem. We must look beyond our life.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very nice poem full of wonderful life lesson's.
Yes, I like this piece quite a bit, tate.
Thank you for reminding us once more what really is important.
Lynne

Posted 14 Years Ago


Congrats on your great winning poem!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Great poem, your work is remarkable, and a joy to read.

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is yet another example of your skill with words; great meter, explicit phrasing and yet, a gentle flow of lines that carve out deep feeling.

Wonderful!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Wow Tate! That was amazing. I'm not sure if you meant it to, but you trasnsported me back in time with this very well written poem. The last two stanzas are my favorite, filled with great emotion. The entire poem is very descriptive and flows wonderfully. Excellent job.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on August 23, 2009
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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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