In Time All Meanings Fade

July 9, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Independence Day (USA), which falls on July 4th.

Today’s poem is a July 4^th poem about the eventual demise of the holiday.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

In time all meanings fade. The days of glory,

Now forgotten, buried long ago,

Dead for generations, their founding story

Erased from consciousness like summer snow …

Perhaps we will succeed in preservation,

Enduring for millennia or so,

No more than that. There’ll be a generation

Destined by their seedtime not to know.

Embrace it then, the truth that even this,

Now so much a part of us, must go,

Caught tumbling on the edge of the abyss,

Eventually pulled in by the undertow.

Dear history, we hope to pass you on,

And so a bit of us, too, when we’re gone.

Yet more than that no yearning can bestow.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/intime.html. For more poems for Independence Day, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/july4thpoems.html.

This week’s theme: Independence Day (USA)

July 3: Fantasies Endure the Test of Time

July 4: Just Think of How It Was That Hot July

July 5: I Wish There Were a Washington

July 6: In Every Heart There Is, of Course, Corruption

July 7: Justice Is as Justice Does

July 8: Is This the Beginning of the End

July 9: In Time All Meanings Fade