There Is a Mountain Somewhere Near

March 10, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is an anniversary poem in which a marriage is seen from above.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

There is a mountain somewhere near

The harbor of our love

Where I can go sometimes to view

Our marriage from above.

I see the vastness of the sea

Outside our sheltered bay,

With boats like toys upon the flat

Bare corrugated gray.

I see the shadows of the clouds,

An archipelago

That neither wind nor current breaks,

Nor charts of sea depths show.

I see the green of nearby hills,

The gardens on our land,

The cultivated wildness

Of nature shaped by hand.

I see the waves sweep up against

The rocks upon our shore,

The white spume leaping, oh, so slow;

The heart awaiting more.

And all the peace of happiness

And passion sharp for life

Come slanting bright across the sky

Because you are my wife.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

March 6: Freedom Is the Power to Will One’s Fate

March 7: Strong Relationships Require Strength

March 8: Thirteen Is a Very Lucky Number

March 9: The Luck in Love Lies Mainly at the Start

March 10: There Is a Mountain Somewhere Near

The Luck in Love Lies Mainly at the Start

March 9, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is a 13^th anniversary poem about luck in love.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

The luck in love lies mainly at the start,

Having to do with meeting and attraction.

Indeed, the passion that undoes the heart

Remains, at heart, a chemical reaction.

Thereafter, love is on its own, and must

Each hour, each day, each year renew its glory.

Ellipsis may be suitable for lust;

No love lasts long without a proper story.

The luck in love for us lies far behind:

Here love is knowing, wise, and far from blind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

March 6: Freedom Is the Power to Will One’s Fate

March 7: Strong Relationships Require Strength

March 8: Thirteen Is a Very Lucky Number

March 9: The Luck in Love Lies Mainly at the Start

Thirteen Is a Very Lucky Number

March 8, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is a 13^th anniversary poem about all the reasons thirteen is not an unlucky number.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Thirteen is a very lucky number,

Having been for years misunderstood.

If thirteen males attended The Last Supper,

Remember, God used Judas for our good.

Though thirteen moons a year might seem too many,

Each extra should be thought of as a gift,

Enhancing nights that else would not have any

Naked lamp to light love’s languid drift.

Yet twelve evokes a masculine perfection,

Embodying a circuit of the sun.

A lunar year, more feminine, needs correction,

Restored by adding beauty, passion, fun.

So may you find this year a lucky one!

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

March 6: Freedom Is the Power to Will One’s Fate

March 7: Strong Relationships Require Strength

March 8: Thirteen Is a Very Lucky Number

Strong Relationships Require Strength

March 7, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is a 7^th anniversary poem about love and will.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Strong relationships require strength.

Each must be the one who makes things work.

Vested in a love, one ought to love,

Embracing what one else would be enduring.

No love survives a marriage but by will.

Years of love accumulate, at length

Evolving into fate. The frantic search

Abates, one finds one’s yes, and it will prove

Resilient. One is settled in one’s mooring,

Singing, yearning, dreaming, dancing still.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

March 6: Freedom Is the Power to Will One’s Fate

March 7: Strong Relationships Require Strength

Freedom Is the Power to Will One's Fate

March 6, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is a 48^th anniversary poem about free will and love.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Freedom is the power to will one’s fate.

One chooses like a leaf blown by the wind,

Reversing, flailing, billowing, settling down

There, precisely where one chose to be.

Yet choice is just the ripple of one’s turning.

Embrace with joy that choice made long ago,

In love still, though so differently than then,

Gift of who you were to who you are,

Having willed the grace that now surrounds you,

The world you can’t imagine now not being.

You choose again, again, what you have chosen,

Each year, each day, again the choice to love,

A choice that wills the wonder of what is,

Resonant with happy tears, with laughter,

So beautiful you cannot look for long.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

March 6: Freedom Is the Power to Will One’s Fate

Where Do We Go

March 5, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is about the mystery of the birth and death of consciousness.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Where do we go when we go to a place

That simply is no place at all?

When we step out of time to become nothing more

Than a memory few can recall?

How can we be when we no longer are?

Or, earlier, not yet have been?

A bit of eternity sits in our souls

Though we live in the house of the wind.

Consciousness comes like a stranger to call,

Both us and yet something quite more.

Where it may come from and where it may go

Is a wonder behind a locked door.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/whered.html. For more poems about death, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/deathpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Death

February 27: One Night I Saw Aaron

February 28: I Wish That I Could Bring You to the Lord

March 1: The Only Hope Is that There Is No Hope

March 2: Life Is Beautiful, My Child

March 3: She Died Soon After Many Years of Pain

March 4: This Truth Is like a Sea That Has No Shore

March 5: Where Do We Go

This Truth Is like a Sea That Has No Shore

March 4, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is about the agony of mourning a loved one killed by a drunk driver.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

This truth is like a sea that has no shore,

Chaos infinite in heart and mind:

That you should once have been, and are no more.

To me you are as lovely as before:

Your voice still sings of life, your eyes still shine.

This truth is like a sea that has no shore,

An agony no reason can endure,

A knot of pain no passion can unbind:

That you should once have been, and are no more.

You died because some drunken bastard bore

Across the barrier of one thin line.

This truth is like a sea that has no shore:

That I cannot your battered face restore;

That all my love for you cannot turn time;

That you should once have been, and are no more.

We are all on a death march, numb and raw,

Driven on as loved ones fall behind.

This truth is like a sea that has no shore:

That you should once have been, and are no more.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/thistr.html. For more poems about death, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/deathpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Death

February 27: One Night I Saw Aaron

February 28: I Wish That I Could Bring You to the Lord

March 1: The Only Hope Is that There Is No Hope

March 2: Life Is Beautiful, My Child

March 3: She Died Soon After Many Years of Pain

March 4: This Truth Is like a Sea That Has No Shore