To the Graduate Whose Life I Share

May 15, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Since this is a week when many colleges and universities have their graduation ceremonies, the theme for this week is graduation.

Today’s poem is a graduation poem to a spouse.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

To the graduate whose life I share,

On whose success I’ve laid the weight of mine:

The love and gratitude are always there;

However, on such special days they shine.

Enjoy your well-earned pomp and circumstance!

Graduations ought to be bejeweled,

Richly robed, as choreographed as dance,

A paean to a world by wisdom ruled.

Dearest soul, I find my joy in yours.

Underneath my pleasure is your smile.

As you shift your tassel*, my heart soars,

There is no inch of me that’s not applause,

Embracing you in spirit all the while.

*Graduates shift the tassel on their mortar boards, or special graduation hats, from right to left at the moment they are granted their degrees.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/totheg.html. For more graduation poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/graduationpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Graduation

May 15: To the Graduate Whose Life I Share

A Vase of Flowers in a Window Frame

May 14, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is motherhood in honor of Mother’s Day, which falls on May 14.

Today’s poem is a Mother’s Day poem about how a mother’s love lasts all one’s life.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

A vase of flowers in a window frame.

A house of gentle light amid dark leaves.

An ecstasy so sharp it feels like anguish,

The pull that makes our beeline an ellipse.

No transcendental morning's inspiration

So ravishes the things we never see.

We hear for all our lives a silent music

To which we dance unknowing through our time.

And even when we die, there is a beauty

Older than the cold December stars,

A part of us that waits behind the darkness

To take us once again into its arms.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/avase.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Motherhood

May 8: Maybe There’s a Reason for It All

May 9: Maybe When One Enters the Darkened Room

May 10: Motherhood Is a Generic Term

May 11: Maybe Every Moment’s Meant to Be

May 12: A Mother Casts Her Dreams into the Sea

May 13: A Mother Serves Her Sugar

May 14: A Vase of Flowers in a Window Frame

A Mother Serves Her Sugar

May 13, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is motherhood in honor of Mother’s Day, which falls on May 14.

Today’s poem is a Mother’s Day poem about a mother’s need to prepare her child for independence.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

A mother serves her sugar with

A bit of peppermint

To clarify the passages

That carry what she meant

When she first set to bear a soul

Quite separate from her own,

Whom she would cherish, yet must teach

To live and die alone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/amothe.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Motherhood

May 8: Maybe There’s a Reason for It All

May 9: Maybe When One Enters the Darkened Room

May 10: Motherhood Is a Generic Term

May 11: Maybe Every Moment’s Meant to Be

May 12: A Mother Casts Her Dreams into the Sea

May 13: A Mother Serves Her Sugar

A Mother Casts Her Dreams into the Sea

May 12, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is motherhood in honor of Mother’s Day, which falls on May 14.

Today’s poem is a Mother’s Day poem about motherhood as a kind of immortality.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

A mother casts her dreams into the sea;

We, the words sent bobbing towards the sun,

The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy.

Because she must conclude her melody

And fall back to the sweet dark hush of One,

A mother casts her dreams into the sea,

Hoping to cross that wild infinity

And on some infant shore again to run,

The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

Outside the fiery circle of memory,

The howling surf, the incessant years undone ...

A mother casts her dreams into the sea

And then dissolves into a tapestry,

Her rolling, helpless drift again begun,

The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

Afloat once more upon eternity,

Once more the alien fury, never done ...

Again, again, her dreams into the sea,

The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy!

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothca.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Motherhood

May 8: Maybe There’s a Reason for It All

May 9: Maybe When One Enters the Darkened Room

May 10: Motherhood Is a Generic Term

May 11: Maybe Every Moment’s Meant to Be

May 12: A Mother Casts Her Dreams into the Sea

Maybe Every Moment's Meant to Be

May 11, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is motherhood in honor of Mother’s Day, which falls on May 14.

Today’s poem is a Mother’s Day poem for a woman whose children miscarried.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Maybe every moment’s meant to be.

One chooses in the dark and takes a path

That leads one to the wonder of what is.

How might one see another’s hand in this?

Each choice was a prediction in the past,

Revealing only what one wished to see.

Here and now remains a mystery.

One watches from one’s rock-bound coast the vast

Ocean of experience and bliss,

Deeper than the heart, wind-sculpted, free.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/mayb15.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Motherhood

May 8: Maybe There’s a Reason for It All

May 9: Maybe When One Enters the Darkened Room

May 10: Motherhood Is a Generic Term

May 11: Maybe Every Moment’s Meant to Be

Motherhood Is a Generic Term

May 10, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is motherhood in honor of Mother’s Day, which falls on May 14.

Today’s poem is a Mother’s Day poem about the wide reach of the term “motherhood.”

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Motherhood is a generic term,

One that is applied to more than mothers.

The honorific’s something one can earn,

Having loved in ways that nurture others.

Enduring love for children is a song

Requiring only will for one to sing,

Having well-versed voices sing along

Over time, till one’s bright brood takes wing.

Oh, yes, one can also mother birds,

Dogs, cats, horses, love that needs no words.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/moth15.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Motherhood

May 8: Maybe There’s a Reason for It All

May 9: Maybe When One Enters the Darkened Room

May 10: Motherhood Is a Generic Term

Maybe When One Enters the Darkened Room

May 9, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is motherhood in honor of Mother’s Day, which falls on May 14.

Today’s poem is a Mother’s Day poem about the extraordinary strength of the emotions of motherhood.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Maybe when one enters the darkened room,

Opening the door in a narrow burst of light,

The child at last blissfully asleep,

Here, now, the furtive kiss upon the cheek,

Exiting slowly, exquisitely quietly, the night

Restored as the door is cracked against the gloom …

Here, now, the freedom, the sense of sheer relief,

One feels the grace of love like an anguished chord,

Oceanic, overwhelming, like grief

Doubled into joy, too real for words.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/mayb14.html. For more Mother’s Day poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/mothersdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Motherhood

May 8: Maybe There’s a Reason for It All

May 9: Maybe When One Enters the Darkened Room