July 22, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is faith.
Today’s poem is a number poem about how inner love and faith
can help one bear old age.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Seventy-three refocuses on love
Even as she now must live alone.
Very little waits behind the door.
Every day is like the day before.
Nestled in her heart are sleeves of stone.
Time hangs like fog no sun will soon remove.
Yet there is much that makes her yearn for more.
To be is to be loved and blessed with grace,
However one might live or soon might die.
Revelations come like words long known,
Each an invitation to embrace
Ecstasy that needs no reason why.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/73.html.
For more number poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/numberpoems.html
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This week’s theme: Faith.
July 18: I’ll See You When the Sun Goes Down
July 21: Erase My Soul
July 22: Seventy-Three
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