Poem of the Week

August 5, 2010 #593
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a poem about a profession.
 
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

Gerontologists are generally gentle,
Engaged as they are in ending life with grace.
Remember that experience is mental;
Old age is no more destiny than race.
Need can make the needy nasty, querulous,
Testy, tearful, childish, obsessed,
Obstinate and ornery, tempestuous,
Livid, listless, lecherous, depressed.
Open, then, your heart, as well you must,
Giving more than you might now suppose.
In time, may you find tenderness in trust
Singing sweetly underneath life's woes,
The lilt of love that lingers, long and deep,
So beautiful it makes the angels weep.
   
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

July 29, 2010 #592
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a name 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." 
 
You can post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
 
Yours,
 
Nick Gordon
 
Maria is a woman of the world:
As fluent in kultura as in tongues;
Reigning with a smile, poised and pearled;
Inside, duty; outside, charm unfurled;
A diplomat at ease on many rungs.
 
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

July 22, 2010 #591
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a feminist number 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." 
 
You can post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
 
Yours,
 
Nick Gordon
 
Thirty-six sets out on her career
Halftime, with her baby on her mind.
If women are emancipated, still,
Remaining issues wait upon the will,
That tends to track the turmoil of its kind,
Yearnings that can sing and soar and sear.
 
So must she balance melodies with skill,
Interior harmonies, by love designed,
X-rays of a heart that one can hear.
 
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

July 15, 2010 #590
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a philosophical anniversary 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." 
 
You can post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
 
Yours,
 
Nick Gordon
 
Here among the cabbages
A rhapsody takes root,
Pastorale for savages,
Passion that bears fruit.
Yearning is unquenchable,
A thirst no drink can slake,
Nor can a desperate canticle
Need's brutal chokeholds break.
Instead, there is a symphony
Vast as all that is,
Echo of eternity,
Replica of bliss,
So beautiful and lasting
All must their spirits buoy,
Replenishing the passing
Years with love and joy.
 
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

July 8, 2010 #589
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a philosophical number 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." 
 
You can post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
 
Yours,
 
Nick Gordon

Fortune comes in many shapes and guises.
It is by choice what one might never choose.
For those who like to limit their surprises,
There's always less to gain and more to lose.
Years bring heartbreak one cannot refuse.
 
Even so, one's fortune is oneself.
If choice and chance like lovers bring to birth
Good progeny or bad, there is no gulf
Hovering between one's wish and worth.
There is but one ecology, one Earth.
   
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

July 1, 2010 #588
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is an Independence Day (USA) 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." 
 
You can post a comment on the poem or read other comments on it at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
 
Yours,
 
Nick Gordon
 
Is this the beginning of the end?
Now is when we start to fall?
Debtors to both foe and friend,
Eventually obliged to all?
Perhaps we can pull out of this,
Electing leaders who will lead,
Not stuck in this paralysis,
Dreading most what we most need.
Each must give that all might gain,
Nor ought we shun the sacrifice.
Could we but bear the healing pain
Equally, we'd pay the price.
Dependence on another's will
Assumes that we their coffers fill,
Yielding ever to their advice.
 
© by Nicholas Gordon

Poem of the Week

June 24, 2010 #587
 
Dear Subscriber:
 
This week’s poem of the week is a poem to a teacher on his retirement.
 
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
 
No one juggled time as well as you,
Interweaving literature and law,
Nor served as long and well, nor rendered to
Our students so much life as in your store.
Favors were your pleasure; ease, your grace.
Although you did much, much of what you did
Lay unobserved, so leisurely your pace,
Careful to keep agita well hid.
Over forty years you taught of beauty,
No less for love than conscientious duty,
Embracing with a zest your time and place.
 
© by Nicholas Gordon