Poem of the Week

December 25, 2008 #513

Dear Subscriber:

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

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

Merry Christmas to my love!
Enjoy the holiday.
Revel where the angels move,
Rejoice in what they say.
Years burn life down to a stub;
Christmas comes and goes.
Happiness lies at the nub,
Refuse of one’s woes.
Inside the husk there is the seed,
Shivering with glory.
The midnight cold, the dire need,
Mere setting for the story.
All the labor, loss, and pain
Sings of beauty born again.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

December 18, 2008 #512

Dear Subscriber:

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

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

Cheerful lights dance within your window,
Happy to dispel a bit of darkness.
As you display your faith, remember when
No light was light enough to light the wind.
Underneath our joy there must be sorrow
Kindled by a willing act of witness,
A turn to share in love again, again,
Horrors that we would not leave behind.

© 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

Poem of the Week

December 4, 2008 #510

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is an Eid-al-Adha poem.

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

Even sacrifice may not be pure,
Intended for the eye and not the heart.
Do, then, out of love make sacrifice
As Abraham once offered up his son.
Love of Allah is what will endure
As fire consumes each lacerated part,
Devouring all but love, that will suffice
However long the sacrifice goes on,
As years and lives through time's cold fingers run.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

November 27, 2008 #509

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This week’s poem of the week is a Thanksgiving Day poem.

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

There is no joy that does not speak of longing,
Having come a long, hard way to love.
All happiness is earned, all bliss belonging,
Nor can one be alone, though lonely prove.
Kindness is a kind of gratitude,
Sign and source of pleasure in one's being,
Giving thanks by giving, as the shrewd
Invest in what they have small chance of seeing.
Very little time is spent in singing.
Instead, we speak of what we want or need,
Not knowing every moment we are bringing
Gifts to those whose music we might read.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

November 20, 2008 #508

Dear Subscriber:

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

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

The whole point of being is
There is no point to being.
Is just simply is
Forever, outside time.

The nothingness you see
Is something you're not seeing.
No thing is ever nothing.
We move, the stars align.

Time is just our motion,
And death, time's timely end.
We remain as is;
The others must move on.

The swiftly passing moment
Is something we transcend,
For all that is just is,
And nothing's ever gone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

November 13, 2008 #507

Dear Subscriber:

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

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

OBAMA/OSAMA

Obama meets Osama,
Brandishing a word
As deadly as the sunlight,
More potent as more heard,
As true as it's absurd.

Osama meets Obama;
Suicide meets life.
As certainty meets hope,
Meaning meets the knife.
Absolutes need night.

© by Nicholas Gordon