Saturday, June 15, 2019

Your Children Ought Not Be Your Legacy

June 15, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Father’s Day, which this year will be celebrated tomorrow, June 16.

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

A Father’s Day poem warning fathers not to burden their children with their own ambitions:

Your children ought not be your legacy,
For that’s a burden far too great to bear.
You’re on your own, as you were meant to be,

Proud parent of your treasured progeny
Without conditions, as is only fair.
Your children ought not be your legacy:

They must be themselves, as generously
You shine upon them, all the while aware
You’re on your own, as you were meant to be,

The sole contender of your destiny,
No matter how much love you choose to share.
Your children ought not be your legacy,

Inspired to fulfill your fantasy
And not their own, displaced beyond repair.
You’re on your own, as you were meant to be,

As all are in our longings ultimately,           
Though we remain in one another’s care.
Your children ought not be your legacy.
You’re on your own, as you were meant to be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Father’s Day
6/15: Your Children Ought Not Be Your Legacy

Thursday, June 13, 2019

You Taught Me How to Love You

June 14, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Father’s Day, which this year will be celebrated on June 16.

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

A Father’s Day poem to a father who is deceased:

You taught me how to love you by
The way that you loved me;
And by your unseen sustenance,
To see what you could see.

You gave to me through who you were
The gift of what I am.
Your pride in me is now my pride;
Your faith, my caravan.

Your life does not conclude with death,
Nor will it end with mine,
For all the lives I touch, you touch,
And so on through all time.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Father’s Day
6/14: You Taught Me How to Love You

I Hate You, Dad, for What You Did

June 13, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Father’s Day, which this year will be celebrated on June 16.

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

A Father’s Day poem about a child who was abused by his father:

I hate you, Dad, for what you did
To me when I was just a child,
A helpless thing whom you could beat
Until the excess bile was drained.

To me, when I was just a child,
You were God unmerciful
Until the excess bile was drained
And you were once again my friend.

You were God unmerciful,
And I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
Until you were again my friend
And curdled my last drops of love.

And I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
A helpless thing whom you could beat
Until you curdled all my love.
I hate you, Dad, for what you did.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Father’s Day
6/13: I Hate You, Dad, for What You Did

Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Fathers and Daughters Have a Romance

June 12, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Father’s Day, which this year will be celebrated on June 16.

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

A Father’s Day poem about the depth of the bond between fathers and daughters:

Fathers and daughters have a romance
That goes on for the rest of their lives,
Destined to ripen and age as they dance
Through the days of their husbands and wives.

Up near the surface their love is distinct,
Like a garden surveyed in the sun,
In which seedtime and full bloom are credibly linked
By a consciousness shared and hard won.

Deep down below, where the world is a dream,
And the dream is a world of its own,
All manner of memories the moments redeem
In a place where one's never alone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Father’s Day
6/12: Fathers and Daughters Have a Romance

Tuesday, June 11, 2019

The Pursed Lips That Pursue a Vagrant Thought

June 11, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Father’s Day, which this year will be celebrated on June 16.

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

A Father’s Day poem about how shared characteristics help bond parent to child:

The pursed lips that pursue a vagrant thought,
The twinkle that accompanies a smile –
Ripples in a stream by sunlight caught

Gleaming on your child’s face unsought,
Bits of turbulence drowned boulders rile.
The pursed lips that pursue a vagrant thought,

The playful love of irony that’s wrought
By centuries, millennia of style –
Ripples in a stream by sunlight caught

As generations flow through lifetimes fraught
With rocks and tree limbs, rippling all the while.
The pursed lips that pursue a vagrant thought,

Passed on and on through love, are not for naught,
But deeply bond the parent to the child,
Ripples in a stream by sunlight caught,

Dear reiterations dearly bought,
Yet calculated to one’s heart beguile.
The pursed lips that pursue a vagrant thought --
Ripples in a stream by sunlight caught.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Father’s Day
6/11: The Pursed Lips That Pursue a Vagrant Thought

Monday, June 10, 2019

A Little Boy Needs Daddy

June 10, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Father’s Day, which this year will be celebrated on June 16.

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

A Father’s Day poem about various ways in which a child might need a father. (For a girl, just substitute girl for boy and her for his or him.)

A little boy needs Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding him high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!

Like being the deep music
That tells him all is right
When he awakens frantic with
The terrors of the night.

Like being the great mountain
That rises in his heart
And shows him how he might get home
When all else falls apart.

Like giving him the love
That is his sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
He'll always find him there.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Father’s Day
6/10: A Little Boy Needs Daddy

Sunday, June 9, 2019

Fortune Often Will Return the Favor

June 9, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fate, fortune, and free will.

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

A philosophical number poem about how one might influence one’s fortune:

Fortune often will return the favor.
If one serves well, then one will be well served.
For most, the problem will be seeing it,
Thinking that their fate is not deserved.
Yet fate’s the destination of behavior.

Though one might be a droplet in a stream
Hurtling through the rapids of one’s times,
Remember that one also walks on roads,
Ever choosing to descend or climb,
Ever more in charge than it might seem.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fate, Fortune, and Free Will
6/9: Fortune Often Will Return the Favor

Saturday, June 8, 2019

Souls Are Sovereign in Their Own Domain

June 8, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fate, fortune, and free will.

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

A philosophical number poem about the illusion of the sovereignty of the soul:

Souls are sovereign in their own domain,
In which they rule for better or for worse,
X’s turning as the tides reverse,
The flotsam calculating loss and gain
Yet floating on a sea of joy and pain.

Now they come together, now disperse,
Intent on more than yearning can contain.
Nor need they billows bless nor currents curse,
Each free to will the wind it would sustain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fate, Fortune, and Free Will
6/8: Souls Are Sovereign in Their Own Domain

Thursday, June 6, 2019

Forty-Three Has Been Well Served by Fortune

June 7, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fate, fortune, and free will.

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

A philosophical number poem about both the difficulty and necessity of choosing one’s fortune:

Forty-three has been well served by fortune.
Often, though, the trick is just to know it.
Reasons may abound to feel abused.
To feel blessed is like listening to music,
Yearning to hear the song that one is hearing.

There is in all lives much that is endearing.
How could one not turn to it and choose it?
Remember that sweet choice when life's confused,
Embracing what one has and quick to show it,
Each love one touches with a generous passion.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fate, Fortune, and Free Will
6/7: Forty-Three Has Been Well Served by Fortune

Wednesday, June 5, 2019

Freedom Doesn't Come from Being Free


June 6, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fate, fortune, and free will.

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

A philosophical number poem about how one might choose freely:

Freedom doesn’t come from being free.
One’s choices are not wholly of one’s will.
Reason cannot choose dispassionately,
There being too much sun for it to chill.
Yet one must choose at length, for good or ill.

So what might make one free in such a state?
Enduring choices fostered over time,
Vested in an accidental fate
Embedded in a well-conceived design,
Not free until a servant of some kind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fate, Fortune, and Free Will

Tuesday, June 4, 2019

Choice Is Just a Ripple

June 5, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fate, fortune, and free will.

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

A philosophical poem about the illusion of choice:

Choice is just a ripple in
The river of one's fate,
A moment when one's consciousness
Stamps motion with a date.

A trillion causes join to form
One tremor in one's flow.
A trillion trillion trillion tell
One's will which way to go.

And yet one chooses, for one has
No choice but to be free,
And choose each bend of the widening stream
That takes one to the sea.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fate, Fortune, and Free Will
6/5: Choice Is Just a Ripple

Fortune Is a Patchwork

June 4, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fate, fortune, and free will.

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

A philosophical number poem about the interplay between fortune and choice:

Fortune is a patchwork. What it gives
Is always linked to what it gives away.
For one makes choices one cannot rescind
That shape the miracles of every day.
Yet chance, too, has its uninvited say.

One sets one’s sails according to the wind,
Never less than hopeful as one lives
Each moment with the choice one leaves behind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fate, Fortune, and Free Will
6/4: Fortune Is a Patchwork

Monday, June 3, 2019

Fortune Comes Embellished with Small Print

June 3, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fate, fortune, and free will.

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

A philosophical number poem about the acceptance of fortune:

Fortune comes embellished with small print.
Of course you get the product that you chose,
Reasonably like the one you saw,
Though, perhaps, distorted by the pose.
Yet of its codicils there is no hint.

Take it all! Take it! For who knows
What might have been? Afoot on any shore,
One who loves the sea can be content.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fate, Fortune, and Free Will
6/3: Fortune Comes Embellished with Small Print

Sunday, June 2, 2019

My Love for You Is Simple, Deep, and Strong

June 2, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.

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

A love poem about expressing love without words, yet with words as well:

My love for you is simple, deep, and strong.
I feel it flowing towards you from my heart,
A tide of unsophisticated song,
Sung with much desire and little art.
I cannot tell my love, but it will show
In ways that even I cannot foresee;
A love as full as mine must overflow
Into everything that makes me, me.
Just as the sun must shine to be the sun
And trees burst forth in blossom every year,
So I must love in ways that everyone
Can see or sense or reason out or hear.
Still, I'll tell you of my love in this:
For fear, despite all, you might my love miss.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Romantic Love
6/2: My Love for You Is Simple, Deep, and Strong

Saturday, June 1, 2019

My Husband Cheats. I Look the Other Way


June 1, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.

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

A love poem reluctantly turning down a true but mutually illicit love:

My husband cheats. I look the other way.
For the children, of course. I myself am worthless,
Stupid. Humiliation suits me. Each day
I steel myself for words each day more vicious.
But you are like a rainbow in my sky.
I look at you and know life can be good.
You call me gorgeous, I don't wonder why.
And happiness shines through me, as it should.
You, too, bear a cross: Your friend has cancer,
And you will not desert her. I agree.
Our love must be a question, not an answer,
A distant light on hills we cannot see.
Perhaps we are both fools to sacrifice,
Yet in such love is where true beauty lies.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Romantic Love

Friday, May 31, 2019

Thank You for Staying in My Life

May 31, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.

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

A thank-you and love poem thanking a lover for remaining in the relationship after a breakup: 

Thank you for staying in my life.
How could I have ushered you away?
Another person might have made me pay,
Needing the sweet vengeance of my grief.
Kindness is in everything you do.
You must love me very much to stay.
Often now, some moment of each day,
Unbidden, I am grateful I have you.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Romantic Love
5/31: Thank You for Staying in My Life

Thursday, May 30, 2019

Tell Me More, My Love, How Much You Love Me


May 30, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.

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

A number and love poem about the need for mutuality in romance:

Tell me more, my love, how much you love me;
When I am hungry, chill me with a kiss.
Endlessly proclaim your admiration,
Never try to hide your fascination,
Though at times I may do aught amiss.
You, of course, may ask the same of me.

That you put nothing in your life above me
Will aid in me a similar dedication.
Only thus do lovers spin their bliss.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Romantic Love

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

The Chance of Happiness Equals the Risk of Pain

May 29, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.

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

A number and love poem about a love that both has ended and will never end:

The chance of happiness equals the risk of pain.
Whenever you love, it's too good to be true.
Even so, it's truer than you believe,
Nor will you know till it vanishes again.
Time is a sea which opens where you cleave
Yet roils over what you leave behind.

For now, my love sings in the stars,
Or hisses against rocks like the sea,
Unraveling your life when you pause to grieve,
Returning with the sunlight, with the rain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Romantic Love
5/29: The Chance of Happiness Equals the Risk of Pain

Monday, May 27, 2019

Lose Yourself in Lust, My Love

May 28, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.

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

A love poem about the need for lust and fantasy in love:

Lose yourself in lust, my love;
Enjoy me as a thing.
Make my flesh your fantasy;
My soul, your sycophant.

I would you would with me, my love,
Let all your voices sing,
Losing not one ecstasy
That some sweet sin might grant.

For love loves not that secret space
Where dreams turn into wounds,
Festering for lack of care,
Untended but by stealth.

Love enjoys a secret grace,
Calliope of tunes
Inexhaustible, for there,
In trust, lies love's true wealth.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Romantic Love
5/28: Lose Yourself in Lust, My Love

Sunday, May 26, 2019

Your Heart Is Just as Lovely as Your Face

May 27, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.

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

A love poem declaring a hopeless love:

Your heart is just as lovely as your face.
I can't believe you ever could love me.
Gifted with a more than human grace,
You're meant for some more noble destiny.
I watch you from the sidelines in a dream
That never can come true. Yet nonetheless,
My heart is happier than it might seem:
I shiver in the warmth of your caress.
I may not be the mirror for your eyes,
But fortune has been decent, on the whole.
I cannot know your heart or hear your cries,
But love for you illuminates my soul.
My looks have made me shy, so please take this
As it is meant: an unrequited kiss.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Romantic Love
5/27: Your Heart Is Just as Lovely as Your Face

Saturday, May 25, 2019

Jodie

May 26, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is disabilities.

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

A name poem for a disabled child who is her mother’s treasure:

Jodie's not the burden that she thinks.
Of all my gifts, she's the dearest treasure.
Destiny may handicap the minx:
In love there's neither policy nor measure,
Embracing what must bring both pain and pleasure.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/21: Jeremy2
5/22: Joanie
5/25: Sebastian
5/26: Jodie

Friday, May 24, 2019

Sebastian

May 25, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is disabilities.

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

A name poem for a blind person who sees all the beauty of life with his other senses:

Sebastian may be blind, but he can see
Everything extant to you and me.
Because his sight is safely tucked away,
All his other senses come to play,
Singing in the sunlight of their song,
Taking bits of paradise along.
In life there is no limit to our joy,
A gift whatever senses we employ.
Nor if our hearts can see, will we go wrong.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/21: Jeremy2
5/22: Joanie
5/25: Sebastian

Thursday, May 23, 2019

Look Not on My Body but My Soul

May 24, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is disabilities.

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

A poem about the outer ugliness of a deformed person and his or her inner beauty:

Look not on my body but my soul,
Only on the face behind the veil,
Only with the touch of inner Braille,
Knowing through yourself my being whole.
Nor ought you touch my skin but with your heart,
Only in the tenderness of love.
Though my outer self repulsive prove,
Of me the mask is but a minor part.
Nor should you know me out of charity:
Misfortune can become a kind of grace,
Yielding special wisdom to a few.
Bring mainly for yourself your empathy,
Opening a richer, wider view,
Doorway to a person much like you
Yet fired by the fate he must embrace.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/21: Jeremy2
5/22: Joanie
5/24: Look Not on My Body but My Soul

I Lost My Sight and Found My Son

May 23, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is disabilities.

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

A poem about how blindness brought a new kind of blessing:

I lost my sight and found my son.
I needed you; you came to me.
I thought my joy in life was done.
You showed me what I could not see.

I needed you; you came to me.
How beautiful to have made you!
You showed me what I could not see:
That life and love are ever new.

How beautiful to have made you!
I thought my joy in life was done.
But life and love are ever new.
I lost my sight and found my son.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/21: Jeremy2
5/22: Joanie
5/23: I Lost My Sight and Found My Son

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Joanie

May 22, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is disabilities.

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A name poem about a retarded person who, well taken care of, led a happy life:

Joanie was innocent all of her days,
Only thirteen in her heart and her mind.
All that she wanted was all that she had,
Nor did she ever discover how bad
Illness could be in an ill-favored wind,
Even as she graced all touched by her gaze.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/21: Jeremy2
5/22: Joanie

Monday, May 20, 2019

Jeremy2

May 21, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is disabilities.

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

A name poem about a deaf person who is filled with the ecstasy of life:

Jeremy's a light unto the jaded.
Even though he's deaf, his heart can sing.
Reading each day's poetry unaided,
Eventually he learns that life can bring
More ecstasy than one needs to be sated,
Yielding extra to soothe suffering.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/21: Jeremy2

Sunday, May 19, 2019

Light of the Senses

May 20, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is disabilities.

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

A cycle of five poems, each from the point of view of a blind artist: a singer, a pianist, a composer, a sculptor, and a poet:

LIGHT OF THE SENSES

SINGER

Each note is like a moonbeam in the night,
More visible in darkness than in light.
You sing with closed eyes; I must sing with none.
Yet equally we would shut out the sun.
For music, like one's passion, seems to be
Purer when there's nothing one can see.

PIANIST

The melody is no more sound than touch.
My fingers sing; I press the keys with such
Grace as I can hear within my heart.
So beautiful to be consumed by art!
Though vision might be wonderful, I know
That I am who I am only so.

COMPOSER

I do not need to see or even hear,
But with a well-trained mental eye and ear,
I have an orchestra that plays within,
Ready every moment to begin.
The music issues forth like God's first light,
Filling with its radiance my night.

SCULPTOR

My hands are my sophisticated eyes,
Knowing better where the spirit lies
Within the shape you survey in the light.
Touch is far more intimate than sight.
I feel by feel the feeling that the form
Wishes to embody once it's born.

POET

I write about a world I cannot see
In images that are part fantasy,
Drawn from other senses that I use
As both my passionate eyes and choral muse.
None sees the world unfiltered through the mind.
Mine is no less lovely, though I'm blind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/20: Light of the Senses

Accidents Are Rarely Accidental

May 19, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is religion.

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A name poem about the psychological effect of believing in divine providence:

Accidents are rarely accidental,
Nor can one sparrow fall but all is changed,
Giving rise to ripples rearranged,
Evidence, albeit circumstantial,
Leading to one's living less estranged
As one finds sense in something sentimental.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Religion
5/13: Audrey

Saturday, May 18, 2019

I Want to Go Home


May 18, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is religion.

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

A poem of estrangement from the mundane world and longing for the infinite:

I want to go home
To a place I've never been,
And see once more
A place I've never seen.

I long for the arms
Of a love I've never known,
And mourn the loss
Of the things I call my own.

I live in exile
In the land where I was born,
A wanderer
Come to sing, then quickly gone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Religion
5/13: Audrey

Friday, May 17, 2019

A New Play on the Mueller Report

Nick Gordon

Thursday, May 16, 2019

The Lord Has Been Merciful to Me


May 17, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is religion.

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

A poem thanking the Lord for continued mercy:

The Lord has been merciful to me.
For I have sinned all the sins of this place
That preys on weakness and traffics in sin,
And He has not turned away from me.

For I have sinned all the sins of this place,
And sinned and repented and sinned again,
And He has not turned away from me,
Nor blinded my eyes, nor hardened my heart.

And sinned and repented and sinned again,
And He has remained even here, in this place,
Nor blinded my eyes, nor hardened my heart,
Nor left me alone. Praise the Lord!

And He has remained even here, in this place,
That preys on weakness and traffics in sin,
Nor left me alone. Praise the Lord!
The Lord has been merciful to me.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Religion
5/13: Audrey