March 22, 2012 #677
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Spring.
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
Spring surprises us, no matter how
Prepared we are to revel in its bloom,
Returning far too late yet far too soon,
Instantly from bud to blossoming bough.
Nor does it wait for us to take it in,
Gone to green before it well has been.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Showing posts with label calendar poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label calendar poems. Show all posts
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Poem of the Week
January 26, 2012 #669
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Winter.
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
Winter wills white whispers into being,
Into frigid air white dancing death,
Needles that can take away one's breath,
Thick, soft flakes preventing one from fleeing,
Ending briefly in bright drifted hills,
Returning with the churning chaff that kills.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Winter.
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
Winter wills white whispers into being,
Into frigid air white dancing death,
Needles that can take away one's breath,
Thick, soft flakes preventing one from fleeing,
Ending briefly in bright drifted hills,
Returning with the churning chaff that kills.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Labels:
acrostic poems,
acrostic poetry,
calendar poems,
calendar poetry,
seasons,
winter
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Poem of the Week
September 22, 2011 #652
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for autumn.
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
Autumn sheds its brilliant tears,
Undone by darkness, wind, and cold,
Then turns the tears to leafmeal so
Ultimately trees can grow.
Meanwhile, in naked wood and wold,
None can hide as winter nears.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for autumn.
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
Autumn sheds its brilliant tears,
Undone by darkness, wind, and cold,
Then turns the tears to leafmeal so
Ultimately trees can grow.
Meanwhile, in naked wood and wold,
None can hide as winter nears.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Labels:
acrostic poems,
acrostic poetry,
autumn,
calendar poems,
calendar poetry,
fall
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Poem of the Week
June 23, 2011 #639
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Summer.
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 post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Summer lies luxuriant
Underneath a brutal sun.
Mayhem rules the tranquil scene,
Murder nothing can redeem,
Even as days slowly run,
Rich, well-favored, indolent.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Summer.
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 post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Summer lies luxuriant
Underneath a brutal sun.
Mayhem rules the tranquil scene,
Murder nothing can redeem,
Even as days slowly run,
Rich, well-favored, indolent.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Labels:
acrostic poems,
acrostic poetry,
calendar poems,
calendar poetry,
calendars,
seasons,
summer
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Poem of the Week
March 24, 2011 #626
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Spring.
.
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 post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Spring springs out singing from the womb,
Passionate and prodigal,
Returning in a blaze of bliss,
Improvident, impetuous,
Neighbor's backyard canticle,
Grace bursting grandly into bloom!
© by Nicholas Gordon
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Spring.
.
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 post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Spring springs out singing from the womb,
Passionate and prodigal,
Returning in a blaze of bliss,
Improvident, impetuous,
Neighbor's backyard canticle,
Grace bursting grandly into bloom!
© by Nicholas Gordon
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Poem of the Week
January 20, 2011 #617
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Winter.
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 post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Winter is the world's long sleep,
In which the soil gets its rest,
Naked 'neath its blanket white,
Tucked in for the frigid night,
Earth by bitter north wind blessed,
Restored to life by slumber deep.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Winter.
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 post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Winter is the world's long sleep,
In which the soil gets its rest,
Naked 'neath its blanket white,
Tucked in for the frigid night,
Earth by bitter north wind blessed,
Restored to life by slumber deep.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Poem of the Week
March 26, 2009 #525
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for the beginning of spring.
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
So have we survived another winter!
Pleasure once again comes out to play.
Remember when our days were dark and bitter?
In a few short weeks, warm winds have had their way,
Nestling into hollows where there lay,
Gripped by cold, winter's last white litter.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for the beginning of spring.
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
So have we survived another winter!
Pleasure once again comes out to play.
Remember when our days were dark and bitter?
In a few short weeks, warm winds have had their way,
Nestling into hollows where there lay,
Gripped by cold, winter's last white litter.
© by Nicholas Gordon
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