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i leave
by Charlie Morgani leave them, breathless with awe;
that's sad to the degree, that in [his]
world, no white man has trod in there
and is caring and smart--the same man!
how great is that?(they dared not think)
(one man--a teacher, too) that will
'tote dat bale, plumb dat bawrge' along
wi't ye? i'm jus asting, jus asting.'
i stand my ground of love, extended firmly.
unilaterally,[then i explain unilaterally.]
it's a job. a life. a calling. not for all.
'tis my wallow pit, my badge of courage.
constantly i leave.
every morning i leave:
the donut shoppe,the freeway,
my truck, then the building.
i leave all with hangings of my DNA in words,
carrying-on my life's oral expression.
extant are my words on the river's horizon.
a day later, we float by and gather blossoms.
then, we all leave.
07/08/2009 Posted on 07/08/2009
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 07/08/09 at 10:12 PM But you leaving one place means that you will be arriving at another, and, can I just say....how lucky is THAT? LOL |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 07/09/09 at 02:20 PM Yes Charlie, we all leave what we have known for the unknown. The atomic dust and a new beginning are waiting for us. This is a great write sir! |
| Posted by Olivia Martin on 07/13/09 at 01:26 AM Very inspiring in the least. I must say, however, you leave with such wonder and sentiment they it's almost as if you shall linger for eternity. Wonderful, amazing piece. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/13/09 at 12:45 PM "i leave all with hangings of my DNA in words,
carrying-on my life's oral expression" Brilliant. I read the routines alive and pregnant with meaning and rejoice in your leaving... grateful for all that DNA I have received over the years and for the generosity with which you leave it. You are a blessing, Chaz. |
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