December 26, 2013 #769
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for New Year’s Day.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Happiness is wholly in one's power
As one provides the chords to fit the tune,
Pleased to play sweet music by the hour,
Pleased to harmonize one's passing gloom.
Yet there are days demanding dissonance,
Needing harsh accompaniment to pain.
Embrace them, then, and give them resonance,
With brass enough to brighten a refrain.
Years are symphonies of varied mood,
Each sketched out by fate, filled in by you.
As the woodwinds dance, the basses brood,
Resolved in beauty – crafted, yes, but true.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLeU9VVDS4M.
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for New Year’s Day.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Happiness is wholly in one's power
As one provides the chords to fit the tune,
Pleased to play sweet music by the hour,
Pleased to harmonize one's passing gloom.
Yet there are days demanding dissonance,
Needing harsh accompaniment to pain.
Embrace them, then, and give them resonance,
With brass enough to brighten a refrain.
Years are symphonies of varied mood,
Each sketched out by fate, filled in by you.
As the woodwinds dance, the basses brood,
Resolved in beauty – crafted, yes, but true.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLeU9VVDS4M.
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