Stephen

April 3, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Since trees, plants, and flowers are about to bloom, this week’s theme is bloom as a metaphor.

Today’s poem is a name poem from a mother to her still-born child.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Stephen lived his life within my womb.

Though brief, it was a rich, full life and good.

Each day I told him of my love in ways

Perhaps most intimate, my silent phrase

Heard in the heart directly, blood to blood.

Each life must be redeemed within its doom,

Needing only love to make it bloom.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/stephe.html. For more poems about stillbirth and miscarriage, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/miscarriagepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Bloom as a Metaphor

April 2: Fifty-Three

April 3: Stephen