The Ides of Winter

The Ides of Winter

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

Our days lit by constant sunshine strength in numbers was our design In hand me downs we ran through town with baseball bat and ball of twine

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Our days lit by constant sunshine

strength in numbers was our design

In hand me downs we ran through town

with baseball bat and ball of twine

 

By golden skies and rustled tree

for reasons yet unknown to me

My eyes were keen to beauty seen

this soul my own as I was free

 

When Ides of Winter come to be

oh times when lives were all carefree

Follow my track all the way back

to friends who meant so much to me

 


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© 2016 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Oh the taste of youth .How sweet it was to jump from bed, everyday in the constant summer of my memories

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WOW.. Awesome!

"Then we aged the world took over"

^ Amazing how you shift the pulse and meaning of the poem with just one line!

"When Ides of Winter come to be
oh times when lives were all carefree
Follow my track all the way back
to friends who meant so much to me"

Got me nostalgic there :( Perfect write brother! :) Keep writing.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Damn Tate, just damn. I so FEEL this.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I'm only 16.. but I can understand what you mean, I always see my 6 month little brother and the way my dad and step mom do everything for him, makes me wish I were a kid again hehe
The way you poured a little of your soul into this really was touching.
Is that a picture from the sandlot? I like that movie >w<
Anyways, beautiful piece :)
-Cathrine

Posted 14 Years Ago


beautiful!

Posted 14 Years Ago


I feel young again.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow. Talk about nostalgia. I liked this one very much. The shift was great. Just one line and already the poem starts talking about the Ides of Winter. Nice job. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


i like this one great job

Posted 14 Years Ago


awww...
i wish i could be young forever!

a promising poem...
:)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Yeah true. It's nice to be able to get out of bed and play with no worries.

Posted 14 Years Ago


f**k yeah, I remember the sandlot

Posted 14 Years Ago


I wish it was longer, more drawn out in memory before the final lament. Also, I think "Follow my track all the way back" could have been worded a bit better.

Overall, though, quite well written and drenched in a strong tone.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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