MacGregor Tagliaferro


Can There Really Be A Mornin' - Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

Too imperceptible at first
Your love lapsed away
A quietness distilled in you
As twilight long spent

Gone our sequestered afternoons
The dusk drawn down on what we had
The mornin' shone away
A harrowin' Grace took its place
And thus, your light escaped
Into the beyond

Good mornin' forever comin'
You got tired of me
How could I of you
But love did not want me
So goodnight love
Can forever last that long

I can look can I not
I can long can I not
When the West is red
From the settin' sun
These mountains have a way
That pulls the heart across the plains

You are not so far forever,
I chose love, love chose me not
So please take a Cowboy she spurned
Are you not so fair forever

Can there really be a mornin'
Is there such a thing
As forgiveness
Can I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they
Can I get there by horseback
Can I take a direct flight
Or must I change planes in Denver

Can it be in some distant land
Oh some Renaissance Man, or
Some philosopher from beyond
Please to tell a Cowboy
Where the place called forgiveness lies
Can there really be a mornin'

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Riffin' on various themes by Emily Diskinson. For my Muse January 2013 Out West

Comments about Can There Really Be A Mornin' by MacGregor Tagliaferro

  • Rookie - 173 Points James Timothy Jarrett (1/2/2013 3:24:00 PM)

    Very well. written. A good read and touching (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 2, 2013


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