January 28, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is married love: the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly.
Today’s poem is a poem about turning away from marriage to indulge in the pleasures of an imaginary life.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Sometimes when you're married
You drift away within.
Outside you stroll together;
Inside you live in sin.
A rich imagination
Provides your ecstasy,
A cordless, mobile heaven
Where everything is free.
The garden that you tend
Is not the one you roam;
The part of you that sings
Is not the one at home.
A strange and burning life:
What's real is not what's true.
And no one knows the passion
That you believe is you.
And so you are distracted,
Two people in a jar,
Bound by love and fate,
Yet never what you are
Until by chance life rips
A hole right through your wall,
And nothing you've imagined
Looks like you at all.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/somet3.html . For more poems about marriage, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/marriagepoems.html .
This week’s theme: Married Love.
Jan. 25: Marriage Proverbs2
Jan. 26: Marriage Proverbs
Jan. 27: There Is a Point to Living Vertically
Jan. 28: Sometimes When You’re Married
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is married love: the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly.
Today’s poem is a poem about turning away from marriage to indulge in the pleasures of an imaginary life.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Sometimes when you're married
You drift away within.
Outside you stroll together;
Inside you live in sin.
A rich imagination
Provides your ecstasy,
A cordless, mobile heaven
Where everything is free.
The garden that you tend
Is not the one you roam;
The part of you that sings
Is not the one at home.
A strange and burning life:
What's real is not what's true.
And no one knows the passion
That you believe is you.
And so you are distracted,
Two people in a jar,
Bound by love and fate,
Yet never what you are
Until by chance life rips
A hole right through your wall,
And nothing you've imagined
Looks like you at all.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/somet3.html . For more poems about marriage, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/marriagepoems.html .
This week’s theme: Married Love.
Jan. 25: Marriage Proverbs2
Jan. 26: Marriage Proverbs
Jan. 27: There Is a Point to Living Vertically
Jan. 28: Sometimes When You’re Married