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i'm holding fast
by Charlie Morgannearing the apogee of the perigee of melife
makes me smile like i'm tickled by my favorite uncle;
the sidewalk preacherman told us He is coming
and soon too; and that no one knew the exact hour.
a balloon about to burst; and i wanna blow more.
a baby's cry heard in Heaven is speaking in tongues;
most misunderstood use of punctuation, a question mark;
lives forever without the answer to itself.
life is an omelet/waffle flipping contest;
one side tastes more like the other one.
once more i am an old man growing childish
in my daily hopes and dreams, even wishes.
no more bicycles, bb guns, gloves, girlfriends;
more days to want to see God's face, pull his beard;
makes sure He's real. 12/24/2012 Posted on 12/25/2012
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 04/03/13 at 11:49 PM Charlie, you are presently pulling on His beard and know now that He is real. I wish I had commented on this poem while you were still with us so you would know how much I love it. It is so Chaz. You say "I am an old man growing childish" - well, it was the child in you I delighted in. You could let your words flow out of you like a child who has found his voice and cannot shut up. And we loved you for it. Thank you, Charlie, for this and all your wonderful work. [Charlie Morgan died of a brain hemorrhage Monday night, April 1, 2013] |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 04/04/13 at 10:22 AM II Corinthians 5:6-8
Miss you,Charlie |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 04/04/13 at 03:16 PM Charlie was a poet's poet. He commented with entusiasim and great wit and understanding. I am sad to know he is no longer lavishing words on the world but I know his library is full of his perspective and observations...how wonderful that they were shared with so many...He is in a greater circle of poets now, getting answers to bigger questions...can you imagine the conversations, how amazing they will be. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/04/13 at 08:45 PM Wow Charlie, this sounds like you knew what was coming. And what a way to leave the planet! I'm sure going to miss your unique style of poetry. Save a seat for me at the great poetry reading in the sky. {{{BEAR HUG}}} Chris :o) |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/06/13 at 12:46 PM Charlie listened. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/06/13 at 04:03 PM So willing to share himself with words of support for others' works, and sharing a vast work of mature interesting poems. What a gift of a man! |
| Posted by Jolie Jordan on 04/07/13 at 06:27 AM This is really good. I mean, this is REALLY good. I love when a poem can make me think twice about double meanings. :) |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 04/07/13 at 12:04 PM I will miss you..... |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 04/07/13 at 07:49 PM Oh Charlie you will always be missed and I hope you now have your answers. For there is only one answer to the ? and it is you the ! |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 04/14/13 at 11:21 AM Hey Chaz; what's it like out there?
Later... |
| Posted by Keith McFarlane on 08/23/16 at 03:21 AM I am so late to this party -- Chaz, hope all is peace -- you really lifted my spirits time and time again. |
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