Set to Roam

Great Grandpa Ben Morgan.

There are some men, who can't sit still

wandering souls who don't fit in

You'll find they trek the globe at will

breaking the hearts of next of kin

 

They range the field to ford each flood

wander mountains and sail the seas

Theirs is the curse of Gypsy Blood

so averse to a life of ease

 

Many I knew were brave and true

as their deeds and manners attest

Don't let them get attached to you

as they never know how to rest

 

They find no solace in the old

forever searching for the new

Theirs is a life both tough and bold

although of friends they share but few

 

They blindly search the noon day sun

for a future that's now their past

Then think of all they could have done

when forced to face the truth at last

 

There was a time when this was me

desire of rest yet never done

A drifting soul upon life's sea

of adventures I loved each one

 

We knew no peace, nor settled mind

having nowhere that we called home

Never to know what we might find

each of our soul's was set to roam

 

Author's Note

I don't know what it is, sets a mans soul afire. But I was one of those souls who wandered the world searching for adventure. I still roam the lower 48 as if they were my own back yard. Will my poor restless heart ever find peace?

Reviews

[Penlady]

...and in heart, I think, still are. As I said wandering souls are fortunate to have an anchor of love holding from some place or heart that allows the soul to dip and dart and then come home again. We are all special in this life and I truly believe the needs of some are met by others created for the occasion. Your talent creates delicious vignettes for the reader to dine upon and your food for thought is strictly gourmet and rich in everything.
This poem and the wonderful flashes of your life through the black and white photos, made me cry. I feel as though I'm watching a fulfillment transpire and feel so full of gratitude for the experience. You and yours are such beautiful people, both physically and soulwise. I received my TATE books from Amazon today and can hardly wait to begin reading.
Set To Roam seems the culmination of one period in your life and just the beginning of so much more. Hold on I think its going to be even better.

[Crow]

My friend this was wonderful! Your words were so carefully chosen as to capture the very essence of this wandering spirit...perhaps what I sense or perhaps feared the most, was the description as it related to myself.

So very well done!

[Elaenor Aisling]

Lovely work. Really enjoyed this one! :)

[Jazique]

Awesome job and its so true. Wondering souls with no home; its what mankind kind of dose. I mean earth is none as our home and mother but, even so we still look for home and not in land or peace but, in someone else and it dose seems to be a curse to roam earth to what we call our purpose but, in soe way its the greatest adventure we've ever taken and if we ride we'll find which sets that soul afire and know we've left this world with a great prescense. Nice work with the words of descriptions as only I have a great imagination but, you blow mines out of the way with things such as "Theirs is the curse of Gypsy blood averse to life of ease". Anyways well done and keep up the amazing work and can't wait to read your next poe.

[EMF]

The curious thing is that the true adventure, beyond the globe trotting, somes with the right person. Then the adventure begins. Your poem is a wonderful summation of what I knew my old life to be. A perfection of time, frozen in memory. A wonderful read. Loved it.

[Rene Velez]

yes and I still wander...but search within my writing, the young and adventurous, at times glorious I must admit...well scribed Tate...

[SINDE]

Awesome piece. I really like the way you package teaching in such an amazing artistic work.
Thank you for sharing this piece.

'They blindly search each
noon day sun
for a future that's now
past
Then think of all they
could have done
as they now face the
truth at last'

[Ruth]

Without wandering the soul doesn't find clarity and peace..a certain amount of wandering is needed, as long as the soul returns..told really well Tate, love xoxo

[Baz]

Very nice Tate. You capture that gypsy spirit excellently. I really like the structure too. The ABAB rhyming structure is brilliantly applied, making the poem trip off the tongue. Beautiful.

[manchilld99]

Tightly controlled rhythm and rhyme without sacrificing the emotions or images of the text. We all try to do this. This time you succeeded very well.