Seasons of Sunshine, Seasons of Rain

 A Season’s Greetings poem about the turning of the seasons:

 

Seasons of sunshine, seasons of rain,

Each with its joy, each with its pain,

All come to revel, then vanish again,

Singing with voices one mirrors in vain.

 

Oak trees in leaf, oak trees stripped bare,

Now giving shade, now simply there,

Swaying as wind whistles through their green hair,

Gaunt, frozen dancers in still, frigid air.

 

Rejoice in the winter, rejoice in the spring,

Embrace the hot summer when sweet songbirds sing,

Embrace the cool autumn when warblers take wing,

Then again winter, which closes the ring.

 

Infinite pleasure, infinite woe,

Nothing above, nothing below,

Grace come a’stumbling through deep drifted snow,

Still the best gift that life can bestow.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: White River. By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube. 

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Holidays Are Holy Here in Heaven

 A humorous poem from an 11-year-old who has died early and is waiting in Heaven for his friend:

 

Holidays are holy here in heaven.
(Ordinary days are awful, too.)
Love is mandatory day and night.
If you get mad, you're not allowed to fight.
Desperate deeds are difficult to do!
As you know, I'll always be eleven.
Years pass, and there's still no sign of you.
So please come soon, 'cause we're still buddies. Right?

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Chords of Harmony. By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube. Photo Credit: AI

 

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So May This Season of Sweet Celebration

December 20, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Season’s Greetings.

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A Season’s Greetings poem about passing holiday traditions on to the next generation:

So may this season of sweet celebration
Endure for yet another generation,
Alive in food and ritual and song,
Sustained by the desire to pass it on.
Of love and will and long tradition sing,
Needing new knots to extend the string.
Sing the cover songs that touch the heart,
Giving them new salience through your art.
Revel in the riches of the season,
Embracing truths more resonant than reason,
Each a myth of hope revealed anew
That touches something beautiful in you.
If you resolve not to let it die,
Nor be reduced to something one might buy,
Giving it the imprint of your grace,
So will the next brigade this time embrace.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Season’s Greetings
December 14: Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season
December 15: Say There’s Neither Santa Claus nor God
December 16: Safe Within the Womb of Expectation
December 17: Share a Bit of Sunshine on Dark Days
December 18: Some Refuse the Pleasures of the Season
December 19: Sing of Love and Happiness and Joy
December 20: So May This Season of Sweet Celebration

Some Refuse the Pleasures of the Season

December 18, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Season’s Greetings.

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A Season’s Greetings poem about enjoying religious holidays even when one is not religious:

Some refuse the pleasures of the season,
Ever the pure acolytes of reason,
Against whatever smacks of superstition,
Severing supply lines to tradition.
One need not be Catholic to be catholic,
Nor be of faith to be towards faith empathic.
Sing, then, with sweet gusto songs that may
Grace the message of a holy day,
Reveling in beauty, though it be
Engaged in service to a mystery,
Enjoying what you never would believe,
Tailoring the torso to the weave.
If one loves the music, one should dance,
Nor need one look the provenance askance,
Granted myths that make the end of year
So lovely one rejoices when they're here.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Season’s Greetings
December 14: Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season
December 15: Say There’s Neither Santa Claus nor God
December 16: Safe Within the Womb of Expectation
December 17: Share a Bit of Sunshine on Dark Days
December 18: Some Refuse the Pleasures of the Season

Share a Bit of Sunshine on Dark Days

December 17, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Season’s Greetings.

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

A Season’s Greetings poem about lighting the cold, dark days with inner delight:

Share a bit of sunshine on dark days,
Enduring with a smile and a song,
As those lit by your laughter sing along,
Singing down the winter's frozen ways.
Open up your heart to holidays,
Nor can a bit of jollity be wrong,
Singing of life's pleasures loud and long,
Giving voice to all that sadness sways.
Remember that the winterscape is stark,
Each naked branch a-shiver in the wind,
Each grassy field knee-deep in drifted snow,
The white world waiting for an early night.
In such times one's windows light the dark,
Not shuttered that the world might see within
Glimpses of warm inner rooms that glow,
Shining with sincere yet willed delight.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Season’s Greetings
December 14: Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season
December 15: Say There’s Neither Santa Claus nor God
December 16: Safe Within the Womb of Expectation
December 17: Share a Bit of Sunshine on Dark Days

Safe Within the Womb of Expectation

December 16, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Season’s Greetings.

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A Season’s Greetings poem about the pleasures and the difficulties of returning to one’s childhood home for the holidays:

Safe within the womb of expectation,
Each dancer finds anticipated joy,
A rich routine of choreographed sensation,
Sweet rites no repetition can destroy.
On certain holidays one turns towards home,
Needing to reprise one's childhood part,
Sustain the sense that one is not alone,
Greet again the family at one's heart.
Return, then, to a place you cannot go,
Embracing what you can no longer hold.
Each moment is a print in drifting snow;
The wind obliterates all things but the cold.
Instantly you are a child again,
Not only in your joy but in your pain.
Grace requires all your strength and love,
Serving only those who dancers prove.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Season’s Greetings
December 14: Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season
December 15: Say There’s Neither Santa Claus nor God
December 16: Safe Within the Womb of Expectation

Say There's Neither Santa Claus nor God

December 15, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Season’s Greetings.

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

A Season’s Greetings poem to someone who recently joined the Unitarian Universalist church:

Say there's neither Santa Claus nor God;
Eight days of light require eight days of oil;
All humankind is rich, recycled sod;
Souls can't shuffle off this mortal coil.
One longs for a community of spirit
Not based on faith in something mystical,
Sustained by love of life as we must live it,
Gift that is itself a miracle.
Reason seems to one most reasonable,
Even though there's much it can't explain.
Embracing faith seems inconceivable;
The act of prayer seems poignant but inane.
In such a case, one joins a non-church church,
Needing for one's spiritual search
Grace that comes from the pursuit of good
Shared with those who will the world one would.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Season’s Greetings
December 14: Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season
December 15: Say There’s Neither Santa Claus nor God

Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season

December 14, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Season’s Greetings.

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

A Season’s Greetings poem about why love is especially needed in this season of cold and darkness:

Sing of love, that graces every season,
Eden's child dressed in robes of time,
A dancer through long hallways lined with reason,
So beautiful that few remain behind.
Of love then sing, and kindness, and affection,
Needing warmth as winter settles in.
Sing of loyalty, life-long connection,
Granted those who light the lamp within.
Renew each day that sacramental fire,
Each day again choose love, an act of will
Emanating from life's chief desire --
To love and to be loved and cherished still.
In this season of extended darkness,
Now uncurtain windows full of light,
Giving to the world in all its starkness
Such splendor as will see it through the night.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Season’s Greetings
December 14: Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season

Poem of the Week

December 8, 2011 #663

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is a poem for the holiday season.

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

Satisfaction, like the sea, is tidal.
Each day, each week, each month it comes and goes.
Along the heart's shore, feeling's never idle,
Singing across sand in tidal flows.
One's happiness is much more like the sun,
Not influenced by currents, winds, or moon,
Self-energized, a power plant of one,
Giving light that others need to bloom.
Remember, in this season of desire,
Every moment you are free to love,
Enveloping your fortune in your fire,
That all life's beauty might within you move.
In each of us there is an unspent yearning,
Needing, wanting, wishing, turning, churning.
Gladness may be seasonal, but grace
Sings its song outside of time and place.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

November 17, 2011 #660

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is a wedding/happy holidays poem.

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

When you read this, we'll be wed,
A married couple wishing you
A Merry Christmas, New Year's too,
And happiness in days ahead.

May we all be joined in love,
And share the joys with which we're blessed,
Bear with charm and grace the rest,
And to all good neighbors prove.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

December 16, 2010 #612
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a Season's Greetings poem.
 
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." 
 
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Yours,
 
Nick Gordon
 
Say what you will about the winter gloom!
Each year the turn towards light's a celebration.
And so it is with life: the darkest doom
Succeeds in summoning its own salvation.
Open, then, your heart to what may come,
Nor should you fear the advent of the night.
Selves are far more than their selfish sum,
Graced within with everlasting light.
Revels move indoors as darkness falls
Early, lit by laughter, songs, and love.
Even as the cold wind wailing calls,
The lilt of life and longing stronger proves.
In this season of good will and cheer,
Night and frost undo the dying year.
Gifts pour in; the joyful music plays --
Signs of hope and slowly lengthening days.
 
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

December 9, 2010 #611
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a Happy Holidays poem.
 
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." 
 
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Yours,
 
Nick Gordon
 
Hardiness is kin to heartiness.
A full-sized laugh can fill an empty heart.
Perhaps there is a play in playfulness,
Passion honed by skilled and patient art.
Yet what one wills will never lack for longing.
Happiness is just another role,
Of which the main attraction is belonging,
Linking one to some well-rendered whole.
In holidays one finds a time for joy
Dependent on a script that is well known,
A time to play the reveler and buoy
Yet again what fortune would destroy,
Sunshine singing on the silent stone.
 
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

December 17, 2009 #560

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is a Season's Greetings poem.

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

Sense makes little sense this time of year.
Each has reason to dispense with reason.
As darkness soon descends, the festive season
Shines out upon vast rolling fields of fear.
Old customs still survive, long loved and dear,
Now bought and sold, it's true, as is the fashion,
Still filling faith with poetry and passion,
Giving to dark days a touch of cheer.
Reason says there's little cause for worry:
Electric lights have long since tamed the darkness;
Even winter doesn't wish us harm,
Taught to be a nuisance well contained.
In our hearts, though, time still stirs the slurry;
Now the dark stokes fears of nothingness.
Gifts mean more, and love becomes the warm
Sanctum in which hope can be sustained.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

December 11, 2008 #511

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is a holiday poem.

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

Holidays are memories in waiting,
Amply fitted out to linger long.
Perhaps it is the food, the gifts, the song;
Perhaps the love that keeps the light from fading.
Years pass, traditions blend, people change;
Holidays endure, each generation
Offering its own fond re-creation
Lest the next find such sweet labors strange.
In memory the secret’s repetition:
Delight anticipated is delight
Approaching a predictable condition,
Yearly replicating a rendition
So that on holidays each note sounds right.

© by Nicholas Gordon