Old Man

Old Man

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

Where grass and bending flowers Grew once like the weeds The field empty and barren For lack of sowing seeds

"

 

The old gray man alone now

attends to his dusty fields

Watering the emptiness

where the land no longer yields

______________________________

He wove his web of fashions

from the tears his pains had sprung

Where once he sang of starlight

back when both their hearts were young

______________________________

Then came the winds a-calling

turned to run a-hoping sure

To reach where she was lying

 sharing pains they'd both endure

_____________________________

The gales did blow around him

precious memories, he'd miss

Drops would fall upon his lips

those that hers would never kiss

______________________________

Where grass and bending flowers 

grew together like the weeds

Lie meadows all but barren

for the lack of sowing seeds

______________________________

The blushing, blowing Poppies

that once grew all around near

Fill the fields with memories

of the love he once lost here

______________________________

Each time he treads on his land

howling, sow-west winds a-blow

Not belonging, feels the longing

 mercy only God may know







© 2021 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
I knew a man like this once. His life all but lived. He patiently waited for the end.Which wasn't long in coming. Children give us the legacy that makes the bitterness of our short life more tolerable

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This is one of the finest piece of poetry that, that I ever came across on this earth. What, flabbergasts me is not only the structure, but the story, that touches my heart.

This masterpiece is like nothing. Your note, deeply moved me. Indeed, kindness and humanity is something that can be felt, by everyone. In a nutshell,

"Compassion is an universal language''

Thanks, for bringing to fore this, piece.

Devanshu

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

Thank you Dev I thought i had responded to this from you I see i havent.
Devanshu Rajput

9 Years Ago

I'm glad you responded late, because this way, I got to read your piece again.

You're.. read more
Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

Thank you young man



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I remember when that happened to my grandpa. This is very well written.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Sad but deep and well written. Lost love is tragic indeed...

Posted 14 Years Ago


Congrats! This is beautiful! I didn't know about this contest, I could of submitted one of my songs.

Posted 14 Years Ago


A beautiful poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago


the imagery is great in this poem and I love the last stanza most of all. You have wrote another wonderful poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is a really great poem! I love the picture as well_ its a cool pic_cap!

Posted 14 Years Ago


oh but we all do... this is amazingly touching!
i loved it!
keep it up!

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was very heartfelt and touching .. goes Quit well with this song. Makes you a bit sad but very beautiful also. You always Have very amazimg poems always some thing differnet.

love this line but yet makes me sad also to tears,


He heard the winds a-calling
and went a-hoping sure
To reach where she was lying
and hold her heart for her





Posted 14 Years Ago


This was very heartfelt and touching...touched the very core of me!
Very beautifully written!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Heartful, captivating, ambient.

One of my favorites from your work!

thank you!

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Added on May 3, 2010
Last Updated on May 21, 2021
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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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