Three Years Together! And Yet How Much More

November 19, 2019

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

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A third anniversary poem about how time matures marital love:

Three years together! And yet how much more

Our love has grown, and blossomed, and matured,

Restoring what commitment can restore

In a world where nothing is assured.

Choices are the children of our needs,

Hard put to long survive on grit alone.

As the time we made our choice recedes,

Roots reach into soil that once was stone.

Days turn into months, and months to years.

A moment is the handiwork of time.

Now is sculpted by past joys and tears,

Defined by love in ways we can’t define.

Passions come and go; love remains,

A choice that wisdom proves and need sustains,

Turning toil to dance and truth to wine.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

11/18: Here Is All the Heaven One Might Hope

11/19: Three Years Together! And Yet How Much More

Here Is All the Heaven One Might Hope

November 18, 2019

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

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A ninth anniversary poem about the need to cope with the heaven of a good marriage:

Here is all the heaven one might hope,

A cornucopia of circumstance.

Praised be those who can with heaven cope,

Pleased with each day’s blessings in advance.

Yet there are those who look at life askance.

Nor is heaven anywhere but here –

In your love and gentleness of heart.

None who dwells there happily need fear

The pain that tears self-centered souls apart,

Hard put to find content in life or art.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

11/18: Here Is All the Heaven One Might Hope

Twenty-Six Is Undeterred by Being

November 17, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about free will as uncaused cause:

Twenty-six is undeterred by being.

Whatever is will not be merely was.

Each moment is a fluid shaped by will,

Neither moving on nor standing still,

Tide against the rock of what one does,

Yielding to the substance of one's seeing.

Such speculation one might well find freeing,

Images of time that hope instill,

Xeroxes of self as uncaused cause.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

11/14: The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

11/15: The Child Was Merely Accidental

11/16: Thirty-Eight Is More than Just a Number

11/17: Twenty-Six Is Undeterred by Being

Thirty-Eight Is More than Just a Number

November 16, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about the creation of a new infinity every time a child is born:

Thirty-eight is more than just a number,

Having joined through love the flow of flesh,

Inheriting the future, choosing life,

Rejoicing in the wisdom of a wife,

The seed of which the person is the creche,

Yielding what the years cannot encumber.

Even as the tree is not the lumber,

Infinity awaits your will, as such,

Graced to be the cradle of a grief

Howling through the tapestries of touch,

The passion wrapped in swaddling clothes of slumber.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

11/14: The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

11/15: The Child Was Merely Accidental

11/16: Thirty-Eight Is More than Just a Number

The Child Was Merely Accidental

November 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 philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about the unease of knowing that you might never have been:

The child was merely accidental.

When she looked up, the sun turned towards her,

Each star found her face, space crawled up

Next to her, wrapped her in its many layers,

Touched each eye with a soft finger,

Yet her unease would not disappear.

Even in that radiance, it would not disappear,

In the sweet reluctance of a child's world,

Given the joy of strangeness, given

Her capacity for forgiveness, it remained

That she might not have been.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

11/14: The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

11/15: The Child Was Merely Accidental

The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

November 14, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about the difficulty of bearing the experience of infinity:

The ocean that we live on has no shore.

However far we sail, we reach no end.

Infinity is simply what we see,

Restoring the first meaning of "to be,"

There being only ocean, nothing more.

Yet that is what we cannot comprehend.

None long can bear that god-like ecstasy,

Imagining oneself at Being's core,

Nor long remove the multiplicity

Each mind within itself must apprehend.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

11/14: The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

Silence at the Center of the Soul

November 13, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about the silence at the center of all souls:

Silence at the center of the soul:

Infinite, eternal emptiness;

X within a place, a time, a role;

The nearest you can come to holiness.

You live in pieces; here you can be whole.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

November 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 philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about the experience and function of one’s inner light:

Sing of the sweet sunlight of the soul,

Energy stored as goodness and as grace,

Vivid food for hungry mind and heart,

Enduring source of wisdom and of art,

Nourishment no fortune can replace.

The light of one illuminates the whole,

Yet giving light’s a secondary role.

One first must light with love one’s inner space,

Nor need the sun do more to play its part.

Each ray of light’s the gift but not the goal.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

November 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 philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about the eternal company that is always with you:

Solitude is never yours alone.
In your heart there's always company.
Xeroxes are not the same as mirrors
That render depths beyond what you can see.
Your soul is never solely on its own.

There is a sense in which you are on loan.
Here is not just here, nor can you be
Rushing merely, borne along by rivers,
Ending as time meets eternity.
Each moment is eternal, still as stone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

December Finds Himself Again a Child

November 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 Autumn.

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A calendar poem in which December provides an image of old age:

December finds himself again a child

Even as he undergoes his age.

Cold and early darkness now descend,

Embracing sanctuaries of delight.

More and more he stares into the night,

Becoming less and less concerned with ends,

Emblem of the innocent as sage

Restored to wonder by what he must yield.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

11/6: Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

11/7: September Lingers in the Arms of Love

11/8: October Is Self-Confident and Strong

11/9: November Knows the Beauty of a Line

11/10: December Finds Himself Again a Child

November Knows the Beauty of a Line

November 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 Autumn.

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A calendar poem about the minimalist beauty of November:

November knows the beauty of a line:

One stroke across the heart of a gray sky.

Vacancy is where true vision lies,

Eternity redacted into time.

Memory now moves into the garden,

Bringing with it music never heard.

Each slender, naked branch is like a word

Recalling the lost happiness of Eden.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

11/6: Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

11/7: September Lingers in the Arms of Love

11/8: October Is Self-Confident and Strong

11/9: November Knows the Beauty of a Line

October Is Self-Confident and Strong

November 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 Autumn.

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A calendar poem for a gracefully aging October:

October is self-confident and strong,

Crisp and ready for the captious wind.

Though life lies less ahead and more behind,

Old age can barely peek through well-clad bones.

Beauty so outrageous can't be wrong,

Even as death steals among the stones,

Resting where the leaves lie battered, blind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

11/6: Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

11/7: September Lingers in the Arms of Love

11/8: October Is Self-Confident and Strong

September Lingers in the Arms of Love

November 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 Autumn.

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A calendar poem reminding us that September is the month when many must return to work:

September lingers in the arms of love

Even as a certain crispness calls.

Perhaps some fear she's not yet conscious of

Takes messages as she slows down and stalls,

Embracing joys that soon must be entombed.

More frequently, she starts to feel marooned.

Business bustles busily with tasks,

Each answering more questions than it asks,

Reminding her how life can be consumed.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

11/6: Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

11/7: September Lingers in the Arms of Love

Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

November 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 Autumn.

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A calendar poem about autumn as a nostalgic season of both grief and delight:

Autumn is a sentimental season,

Undoing with nostalgia summer's dreams.

The sun slants southward, sending golden beams

Underneath the cobalt of one's reason,

Magical among the dying leaves.

Nor can one hold the sweet delight one grieves.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

11/6: Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

November 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 Autumn.

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A calendar poem about how autumn feeds life with its dead leaves while it feeds death by removing the shelter of foliage:

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

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

November 4, 2019

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

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A calendar poem about how autumn celebrates the shift from life to death with passionate color:

Autumn loves the clarity of change,

Unmerciful redeemer of all being.

To celebrate the shift from green to gray,

Unasked, it adds some poignance to decay,

Making death an aperture for seeing

Not merely loss but passion, rich and strange.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

Halloween's a Playground

November 3, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Halloween, which is celebrated on October 31.

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A Halloween poem wishing that all terror be confined to the Halloween world of make believe:

Halloween’s a playground,

A funhouse safe from harm.

Let dread remain in costume;

Let fear be fantasy.

One’s soil should be safe ground,

Well governed, rich, and calm,

Each hate denied its rostrum,

Each rage its savagery,

Nor should revenge run free.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Halloween

10/28: Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

10/29: Here Is Neither Here nor There

10/30: Hear the Children Squeal with Fright

10/31: Hold On to What You Know

11/1: Horror Is a Comfort, Isn’t It?

11/2: Happy Halloween! An Oxymoron

11/3: Halloween’s a Playground

Happy Halloween! An Oxymoron

November 2, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Halloween, which is celebrated on October 31.

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A Halloween poem about the apparent clash between dread and pleasure, fantasy and truth:

Happy Halloween! An oxymoron?

Although one’s dread and pleasure might appear

Like fantasy and truth to clash, therein

Lie the close-knit twins of fun and fear.

Of course one savors fear through fantasy,

Willing to enjoy it as a truth

Each plays with in the endless play of me,

Embracing the full repertoire of be,

Needing night-worlds brutal and uncouth.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Halloween

10/28: Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

10/29: Here Is Neither Here nor There

10/30: Hear the Children Squeal with Fright

10/31: Hold On to What You Know

11/1: Horror Is a Comfort, Isn’t It?

11/2: Happy Halloween! An Oxymoron

Horror Is a Comfort, Isn't It?

November 1, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Halloween, which is celebrated on October 31.

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A Halloween poem about the need to feel terror:

Horror is a comfort, isn’t it?

A break from both the real and the ideal.

Life comes in rainbow feelings, doesn’t it?

Leave terror out, and don’t feel all you feel.

Open up your heart to wonder’s winter

Whispering of an untimely death,

Even as your well-worn worries whimper,

Each obsession going limp and limper,

Neck waiting for the thrill of icy breath.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Halloween

10/28: Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

10/29: Here Is Neither Here nor There

10/30: Hear the Children Squeal with Fright

10/31: Hold On to What You Know

11/1: Horror Is a Comfort, Isn’t It?

Hold On to What You Know

October 31, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Halloween, which is celebrated on October 31.

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A Halloween poem about the impossibility of shutting out the monsters within:

Hold on to what you know:

A tiny point of light.

Let the monsters be

Left slithering through the dark.

One by one they go,

Well kept well out of sight,

Even though we see

Each in fantasy.

Nor did they board the ark.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Halloween

10/28: Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

10/29: Here Is Neither Here nor There

10/30: Hear the Children Squeal with Fright

10/31: Hold On to What You Know

Hear the Children Squeal with Fright

October 30, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Halloween, which is celebrated on October 31.

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

A Halloween poem about children’s enjoyment of Halloween fear:

Hear the children squeal with fright,

Anxious pleasure, sheer delight,

Letting go their urge for flight,

Loving fear with all their might,

Old enough to know the rite

Well enough to last the night,

Even though the chest is tight,

Even though the limbs are light,

Now ready for the bliss of blight.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Halloween

10/28: Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

10/29: Here Is Neither Here nor There

10/30: Hear the Children Squeal with Fright

Here Is Neither Here nor There

October 29, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Halloween, which is celebrated on October 31.

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A Halloween poem about truth and dream:

Here is neither here nor there.

A moment’s never now.

Lest you don’t know what this means,

Let your world take wing.

Old verities, beyond repair,

Were neither what nor how,

Each a distillate of dreams,

Enduring hopes, enduring screams,

None can help but sing.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Halloween

10/28: Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

10/29: Here Is Neither Here nor There

Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

October 28, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Halloween, which is celebrated on October 31.

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A Halloween poem about the psychological benefits of horror:

Hinder not the hobgoblins

As they wander through

Lands deserted, desolate,

Lands forbidden day.

Oh, yes, they’ve sampled mortal sins

We would never do,

Each a horror we create,

Enraged, tight-fisted, choked with hate …

Now let them out to play.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Halloween

10/28: Hinder Not the Hobgoblins

You'll Have to Woo Your Wife Again

October 27, 2019

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

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A poem about the need for romance after marriage:

You'll have to woo your wife again,

And then again, and then again,

As many times as there are times

A well-worn silence tells you when.

You'll have to play the lover new,

All hot to touch and squeeze and kiss,

All shivery with ecstasy

Unbuttoning the buds of bliss.

You'll have to re-seduce a flesh

Familiar as your own raw nude

With praise and passionate displays

Of need and joy and gratitude.

For you need not give up for life

The pure and simple gift of lust.

A marriage does as marriage is:

The play of pleasure, love, and trust.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Marriage

10/21: Families Are the Girders Underneath

10/22: If I Had Married You Instead of Her

10/23: Marriage Is a Turn Towards Innocence

10/24: Marriage Is the Closest Kind of Friendship

10/25: My Anger Stands Between Us like a Wall

10/26: No Place to Put My Paramour

10/27: You’ll Have to Woo Your Wife Again

No Place to Put My Paramour

October 26, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem about the frustration of desiring love outside of marriage:

No place to put my paramour,

No sea to sail unknown,

Nowhere to bear my love away

That we might be alone.

No life but wife and children who

Must be with me till death.

No passion new nor passion true

That breathes with every breath.

No love but love invincible

That ties me to myself,

For I am why I cannot be

A sly, deceiving elf.

For I am why I cannot be

A person who risks pain,

And so I weep because I keep

My dreams alive in vain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Marriage

10/21: Families Are the Girders Underneath

10/22: If I Had Married You Instead of Her

10/23: Marriage Is a Turn Towards Innocence

10/24: Marriage Is the Closest Kind of Friendship

10/25: My Anger Stands Between Us like a Wall

10/26: No Place to Put My Paramour

My Anger Stands Between Us like a Wall

October 25, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem about the need in a marriage to let go of anger:

My anger stands between us like a wall,

Or a river of burning brimstone straight from Hell.

I love you, and I want to love you well;

I call for help, but you can't hear my call.

I love you for the man that you've become

And for the years we've put into this life.

But all the pain I've suffered as your wife

Has left my poor, scarred spirit deaf and dumb.

God help me, please! I need to cross to you

And live the life I never thought we could.

Be patient with my anger, and the good

Within us will my fisted thoughts undo.

I know the fault is mine now, and I'll try

To let go of the wounded, dying past.

For us and for our son this has to last.

And so I bid my angry soul good-by.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Marriage

10/21: Families Are the Girders Underneath

10/22: If I Had Married You Instead of Her

10/23: Marriage Is a Turn Towards Innocence

10/24: Marriage Is the Closest Kind of Friendship

10/25: My Anger Stands Between Us like a Wall

Marriage Is the Closest Kind of Friendship

October 24, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem about the closeness of a married couple:

Marriage is the closest kind of friendship.

Years of traffic wear away the lines

Between two souls with similar designs,

Ending more in unity than kinship.

Separate actors must play separate parts:

They must alone be riveted by need.

Far beneath that soil a single seed

Roots itself, tenacious in their hearts.

In love there is a trust beyond the word.

Each finds peace in each, as though the light

Needed the tranquility of night,

Deeper than what silence can be heard.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Marriage

10/21: Families Are the Girders Underneath

10/22: If I Had Married You Instead of Her

10/23: Marriage Is a Turn Towards Innocence

10/24: Marriage Is the Closest Kind of Friendship

Marriage Is a Turn Towards Innocence

October 23, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem about the innocence of marriage and the need for will to sustain love:

Marriage is a turn towards innocence

As two vow what can only be naïve.

Romantic love, of course, comes more than once,

Returning with the fickleness of sense,

Interring what sweet semblance one would save.

Adults, however, know the story well,

Grasping the harsh truth of higher love,

Embracing what endures but through the will.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Marriage

10/21: Families Are the Girders Underneath

10/22: If I Had Married You Instead of Her

10/23: Marriage Is a Turn Towards Innocence

If I Had Married You Instead of Her

October 22, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem about regretting marrying the wrong person:

If I had married you instead of her,

I would not now be seething with regret,

Trapped by children, choked by dreams that were

My hopes before my life turned desolate.

I would not now be seething with regret

For having married more for lust than love.

My hopes before my life turned desolate

Now live but in the darkness where you move.

For having married more for lust than love,

I'm punished with a wife whom I despise.

I live but in the darkness where you move,

My hopes reflected in your azure eyes.

I'm punished with a wife whom I despise,

Trapped by children, choked by dreams that were

My hopes -- reflected in your azure eyes,

If I had married you instead of her.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Marriage

10/21: Families Are the Girders Underneath

10/22: If I Had Married You Instead of Her

Families Are the Girders Underneath

October 21, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem about how by creating families, marriages long outlast both husband and wife:

Families are the girders underneath

All the brick and mortar of our lives.

Marriages will rarely end in death:

In sons and daughters long they hold their breath,

Lingering far past the men and wives,

Yet heard in great-great grandchildren's joy and grief.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Marriage

10/21: Families Are the Girders Underneath