Crazy Christmas

December 24, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Christmas, which is celebrated tomorrow, on December 25. Tonight is Christmas Eve.

Today’s poem is a Christmas poem to a child about joining in the angels’ song.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Crazy Christmas! Angels falling

Down like snowflakes from the sky.

Hear their joyful calling, calling

Each to each as they go by.

“Peace on Earth! Good will to all!”

They sing on this cold Christmas Eve.

Oh, my child, heed their call,

And in Creation’s good believe.

For angels know far more than we,

And every word they say is true.

So with them join in joyfully,

And sing to them, as they to you.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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

This week’s theme: Christmas

December 18: Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart

December 19: Myths Are Our Immortal Mentors

December 20: Everyone Loves Christmas

December 21: Maybe There’s No Magic in the Morning

December 22: Maybe Christmas Means a Little Less

December 23: Christmas Should Be Always in One’s Heart

December 24: Crazy Christmas

Christmas Should Be Always in One's Heart

December 23, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Christmas, which is celebrated on December 25.

Today’s poem is a Christmas poem about how the beauty of Christmas can make life an angel’s song.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Christmas should be always in one’s heart,

Home for joys one never should outgrow,

Rich memories, a source of inner art,

Implanted in whatever one might know.

Sing, then, a melody of joy and love,

Twin columns holding up the holiday,

Making life, however it might prove,

A song of angels sung by mortal clay

So sweetly it seems all one needs to say.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/chris3.html. For more Christmas poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/christmaspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Christmas

December 18: Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart

December 19: Myths Are Our Immortal Mentors

December 20: Everyone Loves Christmas

December 21: Maybe There’s No Magic in the Morning

December 22: Maybe Christmas Means a Little Less

December 23: Christmas Should Be Always in One’s Heart

Maybe Christmas Means a Little Less

December 22, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Christmas, which is celebrated on December 25.

Today’s poem is a Christmas poem to an older child, urging him or her to keep Christmas alive within.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Maybe Christmas means a little less

Each year as the enchantment wears away.

Remember that one key to happiness

Remains the joy one feels on Christmas Day.

Years of faith in Santa Claus became

Childhood’s best encouragement to dream,

Having given fantasy a name

Real enough to seem to more than seem.

In memories of wonder, awe, and pleasure,

Sustained by celebrations every year,

There’s a magic one might always treasure,

Making one’s delight seem far more dear.

As childhood fades, let Christmas not fade, too,

So that its joy can still reside in you.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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

This week’s theme: Christmas

December 18: Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart

December 19: Myths Are Our Immortal Mentors

December 20: Everyone Loves Christmas

December 21: Maybe There’s No Magic in the Morning

December 22: Maybe Christmas Means a Little Less

Maybe There's No Magic to the Morning

December 21, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Christmas, which is celebrated on December 25.

Today’s poem is a Christmas poem about the child’s Christmas surviving in the adult.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Maybe there’s no magic to the morning.

Eventually, life’s a losing game.

Rituals go stale with little warning.

Revelation shrivels to a name.

Yet once each moment was a miracle.

Christmas touched the unsuspecting heart,

Home and Heaven equally empirical,

Reality a play of sense and art.

In everyone that child is still dreaming,

Still living in a world shaped by desire.

Truth is not the fruit of sense but meaning,

More varied than one’s reason might require.

As sunlight gleams according to one’s view,

So may the magic of this day touch you.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/mayb16.html. For more Christmas poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/christmaspoems.html .

This week’s theme: Christmas

December 18: Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart

December 19: Myths Are Our Immortal Mentors

December 20: Everyone Loves Christmas

December 21: Maybe There’s No Magic in the Morning

Everyone Loves Christmas

December 20, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Christmas, which is celebrated on December 25.

Today’s poem is a Christmas poem for children about how all the animals love Christmas.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Everyone loves Christmas,

Even flies and fleas,

Even seals and snakes and snails,

Beavers, bats, and bees.

Elephants love Christmas,

And hamsters, horses, hares,

Penguins, parrots, porpoises,

Belugas, bedbugs, bears.

Don't you just love Christmas?

All the world's at peace.

Wolves lie down with walruses

While goats give gifts to geese.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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

This week’s theme: Christmas

December 18: Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart

December 19: Myths Are Our Immortal Mentors

December 20: Everyone Loves Christmas

Myths Are Our Immortal Mentors

December 19, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Christmas, which is celebrated on December 25.

Today’s poem is a Christmas poem about the significance of myth in shaping our lives.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Myths are our immortal mentors,

Each a sculptor of the heart,

Residing at life’s moral center,

Reigning long through love and art.

Years and generations pass,

Christmas lovingly passed on.

Holidays are made to last,

Renewing what might else be gone.

Inevitably, passions pale,

Souls turn skeptical, and yet

The tales of childhood prevail,

Myths too vivid to forget.

Adults might still, or not, believe

Stories whose lost glow they grieve.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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

This week’s theme: Christmas

December 18: Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart

December 19: Myths Are Our Immortal Mentors

Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart

December 18, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Christmas, which is celebrated on December 25.

Today’s poem is a Christmas poem about making Christmas joyful both without and within.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Come to Christmas with clean hands and heart,

Having dressed appropriately within,

Ready happily to play your part

In making Christmas joyful yet again.

Sing the ancient melodies that bring

To life the season’s harmony and peace.

Maybe you’ll with friends and family sing,

As for one moment want and worry cease

So that your love for living might take wing.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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

This week’s theme: Christmas

December 18: Come to Christmas with Clean Hands and Heart