Showing posts with label mothers day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mothers day. Show all posts

Sunday, May 9, 2021

A Mother's Love Determines How

May 9, 2021

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Mother’s Day.

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

A Mother’s Day poem about the importance of a mother’s love to one’s ability to love oneself and others:

A mother's love determines how
We love ourselves and others.
There is no sky we'll ever see
Not lit by that first love.

Stripped of love, the universe
Would drive us mad with pain,
But we are born into a world
That greets our cries with joy.

How much I owe you for the kiss
That told me who I was!
The greatest gift--a love of life--
Lay laughing in your eyes.

Because of you my world still has
The soft grace of your smile,
And every wind of fortune bears
The scent of your caress.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/molove.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html.

This week’s theme: Mother’s Day.
May 3: Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling
May 4: How Might One Find the Strength to Will One’s Fate
May 5: Mothers Are as Mothers Do
May 6: Miracles Wear Ordinary Clothes
May 7: Godmothers Aren’t Fairies in a Tale
May 8: Although Consumed by Fury, You Still Loved Us
May 9: A Mother’s Love Determines How

Saturday, May 8, 2021

Although Consumed by Fury, You Still Loved Us

May 8, 2021

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Mother’s Day.

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

A Mother’s Day poem to a deceased mother from her abused child:

Although consumed by fury, you still loved us.
At least that is the knowledge of my heart.
Screaming like a child, you would beat us
Until you snapped, and then the tears would start.
"You know I love you," you would cry, demanding
More of us through tears than with your fist.
And we, through tears, would nod our understanding,
Too bullied in our pain to dare resist.
Yet now that you've been dead for many years,
And I have wandered through my own vast hell,
I see the desperate anguish in your tears
And hope at last that I can love you well.
For only in my love can your love be
The love that once, I think, you had for me.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/altho4.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html.

This week’s theme: Mother’s Day.
May 3: Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling
May 4: How Might One Find the Strength to Will One’s Fate
May 5: Mothers Are as Mothers Do
May 6: Miracles Wear Ordinary Clothes
May 7: Godmothers Aren’t Fairies in a Tale
May 8: Although Consumed by Fury, You Still Loved Us

Thursday, May 6, 2021

Godmothers Aren't Fairies in a Tale

May 7, 2021

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Mother’s Day.

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

A Mother’s Day poem for godmothers:

Godmothers aren't fairies in a tale,
Offering a world that cannot be.
Demand of them glass slippers and they fail,
More likely to do favors naturally.
On them you can depend for a relation:
They offer gifts and guidance with a kiss.
Having taken on the obligation,
Each freely out of love gives what she is.
Real godmothers have no wands or wings,
So they must work with wisdom, love, and things.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/godmot.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html.

This week’s theme: Mother’s Day.
May 3: Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling
May 4: How Might One Find the Strength to Will One’s Fate
May 5: Mothers Are as Mothers Do
May 6: Miracles Wear Ordinary Clothes
May 7: Godmothers Aren’t Fairies in a Tale

Miracles Wear Ordinary Clothes

May 6, 2021

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Mother’s Day.

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

A Mother’s Day poem about recognizing each child as a miracle:

Miracles wear ordinary clothes.
One rarely sees them naked on the street,
Taking outdoor showers in the rain,
Hushing crowds with sheer full-frontal grace.
Each is wont, at times, to pick her nose,
Refuse to keep her room or person neat,
'Mid daily chaos, daily wars sustain,
Swaddled in the fleece of time and place.
Deep within the moment there is beauty,
A radiance that lights with love one's duty,
Yielding one quick searing face-to-face.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mirac3.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html.

This week’s theme: Mother’s Day.
May 3: Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling
May 4: How Might One Find the Strength to Will One’s Fate
May 5: Mothers Are as Mothers Do
May 6: Miracles Wear Ordinary Clothes

Wednesday, May 5, 2021

Mothers Are as Mothers Do

May 5, 2021

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Mother’s Day.

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

A Mother’s Day poem about the need to celebrate substitute mothers:

Mothers are as mothers do, and yet
Often they are neighbors, friends, or aunts.
The common thread is love that will endure -
Hardy, patient, generous, and sure,
Embrace beyond all act or circumstance.
Remember them this day with love, and let
Sweet words reverberate within their hearts and dance.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/moth19.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html.

This week’s theme: Mother’s Day.
May 3: Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling
May 4: How Might One Find the Strength to Will One’s Fate
May 5: Mothers Are as Mothers Do

Tuesday, May 4, 2021

How Might One Find the Strength to Will One's Fate

May 4, 2021

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Mother’s Day.

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

A Mother’s Day poem for a woman who cannot have children:

How might one find the strength to will one's fate,
Accepting childlessness with heartfelt grace?
Perhaps no joy can take a child's place.
Perhaps no love can such loss compensate.
Yet one ought not regret one's present state,
Making oneself the self one would erase,
One's identity, with all one would embrace,
The one no other fortune could create.
How beautiful to cherish who you are,
Even your frustration and your yearning,
Reveling each moment in what is,
'Mid joy or pain, the miracle of being.
So might you sometimes sail beyond the bar,
Distant from the restless tidal turning,
And let the wild wind fill you with its bliss,
Yielding to a presence that is freeing.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/howm14.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html.

This week’s theme: Mother’s Day.
May 3: Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling
May 4: How Might One Find the Strength to Will One’s Fate

Monday, May 3, 2021

Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling

May 3, 2021

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Mother’s Day.

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

A Mother’s Day poem about the need to cuddle:

Mothers never mind a little cuddling.
On such sweet moments happiness depends.
There is a melody in mothering
Heard by those long lost in means and ends,
Enduring music that such anguish mends.
Remember, then, to cuddle while there's time,
'Ere the great gates close on innocence,
Severing the soul-cord by design,
Delivering the child to providence,
Adult enough to live behind a fence,
Yet cuddling still where souls still intertwine.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/moth18.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html.

This week’s theme: Mother’s Day.
May 3: Mothers Never Mind a Little Cuddling

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Poem of the Week

May 7, 2009 #531

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is a Mother's Day poem to a daughter.

You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree.com and clicking on "Poem of the Week." You can also cast a vote for it to boost its popularity on Yahoo Buzz.

You can post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Happy Mother's Day from far away!
As love has wings, it flies across the sea,
Passing seraphim alight with glee,
Placed in nooks on clouds along its way.
Years cannot such innocence betray,
Morning's holy light perpetually
On fire within the heart, a pillar we
Then follow through the desert night and day.
Here, then, is my love, and as it lands,
Exchange it for a pigeon of your own,
Returning through the heavens what I once,
'Ere you were born, delivered to your door.
So are we eternal, though the sands
Demand of us that piece that is on loan,
As love renews, renews the ancient dance,
Yet dancing though the wide world be no more.

© by Nicholas Gordon