Thursday, December 14, 2017

Being in Eternity and Time

December 14, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is light and darkness, in honor of Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights, which began on December 12.

Today’s poem is about how one can through the imagination know eternity within time.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Being in eternity and time,
One knows both, as though a piece of music
Not only was itself, but every piece
Not heard, not even written, as though the moment
Included all that ever was, could ever be,
Even what one never could imagine.

Sing of the gift that brings one to imagine
Eternity within each tick of time,
The daily human miracle that can be
Heard in the intensity of music,
Every ecstasy that fills the moment,
Letting one find glory piece by piece.
In the eternal moment there is peace.
Zero and infinity. Imagine
All creation in a single moment,
Being in the grip of conscious time,
Eternities in thoughts, in words, in music,
That bring one to the finite brink of be,
Here beside the radiance of be.

Each of us can turn within towards peace,
Living in the midst of silent music,
Listening to songs one can imagine.
Even fuel-less flames go out in time.
Nor can forever be but in the moment.

Give thanks for every day, year, hour, moment,
Alive as only one who dies can be.
Be grateful for the unsought gift of time,
Ripening towards wisdom, love, and peace.
In every pulse, one can reimagine
Eternity, as grace, as timeless music.
Live, then, in the ambiance of music,
Alive in both forever and the moment,
Needing, to be joyful, to imagine
Death within the miracle of be,
Knowing that eternal inner peace
Endures beneath the holocaust of time.
Nor does the music vanish with the moment.
Nor can what one imagines well but be
A piece of praise song sung for one’s own time.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/being4.html. For more Hanukkah poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/chanukahpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Light and Darkness
December 11: Have a Happy Hanukkah
December 14: Being in Eternity and Time

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Can One Celebrate a Miracle

December 13, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is light and darkness, in honor of Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights, which began last night, December 12.

Today’s poem is a Chanukah poem about why one might celebrate a miracle one does not believe occurred.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Can one celebrate a miracle,
Having no belief that one occurred?
A row of candles might be beautiful:
Need one recall their reason seems absurd?
Underneath the story lies the meaning
Kindled by the ritual memory,
A tale of faith that one might find redeeming,
However secular one’s faith might be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/canon2.html. For more Hanukkah poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/chanukahpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Light and Darkness
December 11: Have a Happy Hanukkah
December 13: Can One Celebrate a Miracle

Monday, December 11, 2017

Bless the Darkness, Bless the Light

December 12, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is light and darkness, in honor of Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights, which begins tonight, December 12.

Today’s poem is about the inseparability of darkness and light.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Bless the darkness, bless the light.
Open up your fearful heart.
None can sever soul from breath.
None can sever life from death.
If none can tell the two apart,
Each must bless both bloom and blight.

Sing of beauty, sing of blight,
Ecstasy and dying light!
The miracles that oceans part
Have their blueprints in the heart.
Even at the edge of death,
Life looks for eternal breath.
In every heartbeat, every breath,
Zealous to postpone the blight,
Aware of age, aware of death,
But anxious to prolong the light,
Each sings of sunlight in the heart
To bless with joy a well-played part,
Here to sing and then depart.

Eight days the nation held its breath.
Light eternal lit the heart,
Letting all know death and blight
Endure but briefly, while the light
Needs only faith to conquer death.

Granted faith can conquer death,
And God can seas and oceans part.
But life is darkness filled with light,
Radiant in every breath,
Infinity enduring blight,
Ending with a broken heart.
Life requires a ravenous heart
And every moment feeds on death,
Needing darkness, needing blight,
Dear sweet whole that none can part,
Kindling joy in every breath,
Each aging pulse a pulse of light.
Now love’s lantern lights the heart,
Now death curls around each breath.
And none can blight from blessing part.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/bless8.html. For more Hanukkah poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/chanukahpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Light and Darkness
December 11: Have a Happy Hanukkah
December 12: Bless the Darkness, Bless the Light

Have a Happy Hanukah

December 11, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is light and darkness, in honor of Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights, which begins on December 13.

Today’s poem is a Hanukkah poem about lighting the Hanukkah lights both without and within.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Have a happy Hanukkah
And light the dancing lights!
Now bright Heaven’s harbinger
Undoes the long, cold nights.
Kindle on your windowsill,
Kindle in your heart,
A symbol of a miracle,
Here to light the dark.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/havea2.html. For more Hanukkah poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/chanukahpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Light and Darkness
December 11: Have a Happy Hanukkah

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Happiness Breaches, Bursting from the Deep

December 10, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is holidays, in honor of the holiday season.

Today’s poem is a Happy Holidays poem about the comings and goings of happiness.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Happiness breaches, bursting from the deep,
And then sounds, submerged for humdrum days,
Playing with the heart as music plays,
Passionate, peaceful, poised to laugh or weep.
Years of happiness are tidal, turning,
Having silent commerce with the moon,
Overwhelming sand and flowering dune,
Leaving with an outbound rush of yearning.
Implanted in the frozen soil of winter,
Days of celebration blossom still,
A sign of life’s resilience as the will
Yields nothing to the season, dark and bitter,
Singing of happiness through good and ill.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/happ80.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Holidays
December 10: Happiness Breaches, Bursting from the Deep

Saturday, December 9, 2017

Happiness Is Often Background Music

December 9, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is holidays, in honor of the holiday season.

Today’s poem is a Happy Holidays poem about holidays as the festive markers of time.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Happiness is often background music,
A song one hears but rarely listens to,
Perhaps because the lyrics aren’t new,
Perhaps because one does not often choose it.
Years are gifts to cherish day by day.
However, one remembers year by year --
On birthdays, holidays, days of ritual cheer,
Life’s festive markers placed along one’s way.
In unmarked days is where one’s happiness happens,
Days of work, of longing, of routine,
A quiet happiness, a gentle green,
Yielding, yes, at times to cares and passions,
Still savoring the moment and the dream.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/happ79.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Holidays
December 9: Happiness Is Often Background Music

Friday, December 8, 2017

Holidays Are Happy Days

December 8, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is holidays, in honor of the holiday season.

Today’s poem is a holiday poem for a child explaining why the holidays come at this time of year.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Holidays are happy days,
Full of gifts and sweets!
There are lots of games to play,
And lots of toys and treats!

But why does all this happen
At just this time of year
When it is so cold and dark,
With little cause for cheer?

The day that is the shortest,
With the longest night,
Is when the heavens start to give
Each day a bit more light.

And so we mark the turn towards light
With holidays that say
That light’s a miracle, and joy
Can light the darkest day.

And so it is in life: The darkest
Hours will be when
The light will turn, and with it hope
Will be reborn again.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/holi11.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Holidays
December 8: Holidays Are Happy Days

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Holidays Have Changed over the Eons

December 7, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is holidays, in honor of the holiday season.

Today’s poem is a Happy Holidays poem about the differences between ancient and modern holiday celebrations.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Holidays have changed over the eons
As we evolved from hunters into peons,
Pausing by the graves of mysteries
Preserved for family feasts and shopping sprees,
Yearning for what life was meant to be,
Having lived so long unnaturally.
Once upon a time a holiday
Looked a lot more like a holy day,
In which through ritual joy and chanted prayer,
Dancing, dancing, passionately there,
A person might the restless self erase,
Yielding to a ravenous embrace,
Singing, dancing with unearthly grace.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/holi10.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Holidays
December 7: Holidays Have Changed over the Eons

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Somewhere There's a Magic Door

December 6, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is holidays, in honor of the holiday season.

Today’s poem is a holiday poem for a child about finding gifts.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Somewhere there’s a magic door
That opens to your touch.
Within you’ll find the special gifts
That come with who you are.

Of course there might be many more,
But these are quite enough
To bring you all that you might wish
Upon your favorite star.

Perhaps you’ll find the gifts of grace,
Intelligence, or art,
A way with words or numbers, or
A knack for fantasy.

All you find you will embrace
And hold within your heart,
The gifts that are intended for
The gift that you will be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/somew7.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Holidays
December 6: Somewhere There’s a Magic Door

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

How About Those Holidays

December 5, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is holidays, in honor of the holiday season.

Today’s poem is a Happy Holidays about the continued need for holidays even as one grows older.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

How about those holidays!
A festive time of year,
Perhaps because the shortened days
Presuppose an inward gaze,
Yet stir a need for cheer.
How about those holidays?
One knows that they are near,
Listening as the music plays
In stores and squares the songs of praise,
Delightful to the ear.
Although the childhood dream decays,
Yearning that no reason sways
Still holds the season dear.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/howabo.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Holidays
December 5: How About Those Holidays

Monday, December 4, 2017

Hints of Happiness Are All Around You

December 4, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is holidays, in honor of the holiday season.

Today’s poem is a Happy Holidays poem about appreciating the beauty that lies beneath the sentimentality.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Hints of happiness are all around you,
Alive within the sentiment for sale.
Perhaps because the holidays surround you,
Placed ubiquitously, their passions pale.
Yet truth is often smothered in cliché,
However lean and healthy simply broiled.
One can love the rituals of the day,
Lingering over what cannot be spoiled.
In Hanukkah, in Christmas, and in New Year's,
Delight is ancient, having long survived,
Antidote for what had been true fears,
Yearnings for a sun each year revived,
Shining wanly on a land that died.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/hints2.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Holidays
December 4: Hints of Happiness Are All Around You

Saturday, December 2, 2017

Forty-Seven Years, and Still Counting

December 3, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is wedding anniversaries.

Today’s poem is a 47th anniversary poem about married love as a lifelong dance.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Forty-seven years, and still counting!
Over so much time, so much change!
Remember when we were our children's ages,
There in the thick of working out our lives?
Years are leaves piling up around us.

Sing, then, of the blessings that surround us,
Each wonder that the wondering heart revives!
Vast one's life! We travel it in stages,
Even as love makes the land less strange,
Needing love to make life more inviting.

You and I together have been dancing,
Embraced through years we would not rearrange,
Although, of course, we might excise some pages,
Returning, turning to the dance, where lies
Such grace as still has power to astound us.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/47year.html. For more anniversary poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Wedding Anniversaries
December 3: Forty-Seven Years and Still Counting

Happy Ninth Anniversary

December 2, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is wedding anniversaries.

Today’s poem is a 9th anniversary poem about love and time.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Happy ninth anniversary!
As the years go by,
Passions come and go like tides,
Pleasures live and die.
Yet love is more dependable,
Nestled in the heart,
In which your bit of grace
Now has a name and face,
The choice you made nine years ago,
Honed by will and art.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/happ78.html. For more anniversary poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Wedding Anniversaries
December 2: Happy Ninth Anniversary

Friday, December 1, 2017

Here's a Toast to Caring and Compassion

December 1, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is wedding anniversaries.

Today’s poem is an 8th anniversary poem about giving and happiness in love.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Here’s a toast to caring and compassion,
And love, which is the music of that song.
Praised be those whose love of life is strong,
Pleased to give with neither writ nor ration.
Years are rarely merciful to passion,
Even as love would that joy prolong,
Innocent of all that might be wrong,
Giving generously, as is its fashion.
Happiness remains an act of will,
The daily choice to love with grace and skill,
Having found the place where one belongs.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/heres4.html. For more anniversary poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Wedding Anniversaries
December 1: Here’s a Toast to Caring and Compassion

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Each Year a Marriage Gets a Little Better

November 30, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is wedding anniversaries.

Today’s poem is an 11th anniversary poem about the continued need for romance in marriage.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Each year a marriage gets a little better,
Like a house slowly settling in.
Edges age, smooth out, then lean together;
Voices whisper faintly in the wind.
Even so, fresh flowers can do wonders,
Needed at the windows, at the door.
Years of wear could use a little color,
Embellishing what else needs little more.
All marriages can profit from romance,
Required to turn duty into dance,
Still beautiful, with much more love in store.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/eachy3.html. For more anniversary poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Wedding Anniversaries
November 30: Each Year a Marriage Gets a Little Better

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

How Beautiful Life Is, and How Rewarding

November 29, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is wedding anniversaries.

Today’s poem is a 10th anniversary poem about love as background music.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

How beautiful life is, and how rewarding!
All one needs to do is be in love.
People fall in love with little warning;
Praised be those whose loves resilient prove!
Yet love can sometimes be like background music,
The unheard song that gives the moment grace,
Enduring melody for those who choose it,
Needing, wanting love’s sustained embrace.
Time and change need not desire chill:
Happiness remains the child of will.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/howbe4.html. For more anniversary poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Wedding Anniversaries
November 29: How Beautiful Life Is, and How Rewarding

Monday, November 27, 2017

Holding Hands, We've Walked Through Many Years

November 28, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is wedding anniversaries.

Today’s poem is a 25th anniversary poem about commitment, choice, fate, and fortune.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Holding hands, we’ve walked through many years,
A gift of daily choice called happiness.
Perhaps such love’s not easy to express.
Perhaps the only fit remarks are tears.
Yet under light, love’s beauty stabs and sears,
Too real to be reduced to more or less,
Wistful paradise, pure tenderness,
Embrace beyond fulfillment, longing, fears.
No commitment could be more complete,
There being little in one’s life untouched.
Years pass; the roots and branches intertwine;
Fortune seems like fate; two souls seem one.
In fact, one’s choice is one one must repeat.
Free will demands one’s separateness, as such.
To love is to create a place in time –
Here, now, a labor that is never done.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/holdin.html. For more anniversary poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Wedding Anniversaries
November 28: Holding Hands, We’ve Walked Through Many Years

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Freedom Is the Power to Commit

November 27, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is wedding anniversaries.

Today’s poem is a 49th anniversary poem about love and choice.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Freedom is the power to commit
Oneself to limiting one’s freedom. Real choice
Rules out choices. One finds the proper fit,
Then through years of loving finds one’s voice.
Yet some are loath to choose because they fear
Not being free to choose, at every moment
In flight from choice because they cannot bear
Not living only, solely, in the present.
Each lover lives within a larger space,
Yielding to the future and the past,
Engaged in well-timed acts of timeless grace
As each, each day renews a love that lasts.
Rejoice, then, in that choice made long ago,
Still choosing love, for love is what you know.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/freed4.html. For more anniversary poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Wedding Anniversaries
November 27: Freedom Is the Power to Commit

Saturday, November 25, 2017

Thank You for the Harvest and the Healing

November 26, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which was celebrated on November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem about the need to say thank you.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Thank you for the harvest and the healing,
Health, wealth, hunger, all the goods of Earth,
All that we inherited at birth,
Need, joy, love, pain, grief, desire, feeling.
Know that we are grateful for our being,
Singing silent praises in our hearts,
Giving in the temples of our arts
Invocations to the act of seeing.
Vain though it may be to think you're hearing,
In us there is an ancient urge to speak,
Not for any answers that we seek,
Glad just to converse -- like love, like breathing.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/than43.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving
November 26: Thank You for the Harvest and the Healing

Friday, November 24, 2017

There Is No Hope Without the Help of Grief

November 25, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which was celebrated on November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem about how hope is kindled by desperation.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

There is no hope without the help of grief.
Hope is kindled from a bed of ashes,
A history of holocausts and lashes,
Needing anguish to persuade belief;
Kindled only by a desperation
Strong enough to dry a pelting rain,
Grace that is the apogee of pain,
Intending more than personal salvation.
Vested in each sorrow is a dream,
Innocence surrounded by despair;
Nor are we grateful just for what is there,
Giving thanks for what we would redeem.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/ther26.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving
November 25: There Is No Hope Without the Help of Grief

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Thank You for the Gift of Being Thankful

November 24, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which was celebrated yesterday, November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem thanking God for the gift of gratitude.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Thank You for the gift of being thankful.
Here is one gift we can both enjoy!
A gift that can at will my spirits buoy,
Needing only will to yield a heartful.
Knowledge won't engender gratitude;
Some may know a lot and yet feel little.
Grace comes hot and hearty off the griddle;
In some, though, there's no hunger for such food.
Voices sing of paradise at will.
I hear them when I start to sing alone.
Nor do I cease to hear them when they're gone,
Glad to be alive and thankful still.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/than46.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving
November 24: Thank You for the Gift of Being Thankful

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Trees About to Bloom, in Bloom, Full-Leaved

November 23, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which is celebrated today, November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem with a list of things to be thankful for.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Trees about to bloom, in bloom, full-leaved;
Harrowing escapes, fresh plums and pears;
A cold, gray afternoon, a son long grieved;
Nearing home, the last long flight of stairs;
Kindnesses returned, a glimpse of breast;
Scent of lilac, hunger, tell-tale pain;
Gifts one cannot use, a playful pest;
Illnesses one would not wish again;
Victories, defeats, the urge to dance;
Imitation whipped cream, the real thing;
New thoughts, a lingering death, a brief romance;
Grace to love whatever life may bring.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/treesa.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving
November 23: Trees About to Bloom, in Bloom, Full-Leaved

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

To Thank You Is a Gift One Gives Oneself

November 22, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which is celebrated on November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem about how gratitude is a gift one gives oneself.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

To thank You is a gift one gives oneself,
Having felt the fullness of one's being.
As You might--or not--be listening,
None knows more than his own gratitude.
Knowledge is beside the point, the gulf
So wide between us there's no hope of seeing.
Gifts require givers, so one sings
In thanks that in oneself some grace might move.
Vast quantities of thanks lie on the shelf
In wait for some fresh faith that might be freeing.
Nor ought one wait for one's own Angelus bell,
Giving one an object for one's love.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/tothan.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving
November 22: To Thank You Is a Gift One Gives Oneself

Tides Return the Favors They Have Taken

November 21, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which is celebrated on November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem about getting more we give.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Tides return the favors they have taken,
Having had sufficient time to turn.
All enjoy more riches than they earn,
Nor need surrender what they have forsaken.
Kindness, like a candle caught in mirrors,
Sees itself in infinite regress,
Giving that keeps giving its largesse,
Imitating what it has been given.
Vast and bountiful, creation shimmers,
Intimate in ways we cannot know.
Nor do we fail to glean more than we sow,
Granted light that glows down to its embers.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/tidesr.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving
November 21: Tides Return the Favors They Have Taken

Sunday, November 19, 2017

The Gift of Being Cannot Be a Given

November 20, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Thanksgiving, which is celebrated on November 23.

Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem about the implausible experience of free will.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

The gift of being cannot be a given:
How many trillion accidents made me?
And yet it seems no accident to be,
Nor seem I less the driver than the driven.
Knowledge cannot penetrate my freedom,
So absolute it seems I am that am.
God may or not exist; I must command
In practice, day-to-day, my tiny me-dom.
Very rarely what to us might seem,
Is what it is: a glimpse of greater glory.
Nor can I be the author of my story,
Graced to witness truths beyond my dreams.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/thegi2.html. For more Thanksgiving poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Thanksgiving
November 20: The Gift of Being Cannot Be a Given

First Love Is like Playing with Fire

November 19, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is love.

Today’s poem is for a first love long gone.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

First love is like playing with fire:
Aglow with pain and glory.
Tell me, my dear first love,
Whether I'm burned into your heart.

The fire in your body,
The glory of your touch:
Ah! my dear first love,
Never, never leave my heart!

Although the fire is distant,
The pain is always near.
My dear first love, please listen:
I hold you in my heart.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/first.html. For more love poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Love
November 19: First Love Is like Playing with Fire

Friday, November 17, 2017

Even Though We Fight a Lot, I Love You

November 18, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is love.

Today’s poem is an I’m-sorry love poem about fighting and controlling.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Even though we fight a lot, I love you.
We fight, I think, because the stakes are high.
I sometimes get so mad I cannot stand you,
But underneath my anger I could cry.
I have an uncontrolled need to control you,
To be your only destiny and guide.
I know it isn't fair to try to mold you,
But my poor love's entangled in my pride.
Ah, love! Please love me even in my fury,
Which rises like a tide beneath the moon.
I plead before my only judge and jury:
I want to change, but know change won't come soon.
Love finds it hard to let the loved one be
The person who is loved so passionately.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/event3.html. For more love poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Love
November 18: Even Though We Fight a Lot, I Love You

Thursday, November 16, 2017

Do You Want Me? What's the Matter?

November 17, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is love.

Today’s poem is from girl to boy about the hypocrisy of wanting both freedom and possession.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Do you want me? What's the matter?
You're afraid some door will close?
You want the scent without the rose?
The moans of love without the chatter?

You think our love might be a tomb,
The only exit through my pain?
You'd rather put things off again
To give your fantasies some room?

You think: she's great, but in a while
I might get bored? Or something better,
Filling out a tighter sweater,
Might flash me a quick come-on smile?

You don't want to be tied just yet
To just one future, just one kiss?
You think about all that you might miss
And hold out for a better bet?

Well, fine! But then why do you haunt
Me like a jackal night and day?
Why, when my interest seems to stray,
Are you so sure of what you want?

Why, when I dare so much as laugh
At some guy's jokes, you go ballistic,
Nasty, borderline sadistic,
As if somebody touched your stuff?

And yet when I hook on to you,
You will not let yourself be mine,
Take out your fears and draw a line
Between what you and I can do?

But freedom must be mutual,
And it takes two for one embrace.
You can't both love and freedom chase,
Unless you would adore a fool.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/doyouw.html. For more love poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Love
November 17: Do You Want Me? What’s the Matter?