Friday, October 19, 2018

No Man or Child Could Love You More than I

October 20, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

An epitaph for a not-always-obedient dog named Nimrod:

No man or child could love you more than I.
In you I found my master, god, and friend.
Maybe there were claims I did contend,
Refusing to do this or that, but my
Only happiness was in your love,
Deserved or not, a grace my will would prove.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Death of a Pet
10/17: Jasmine
10/18: Lady
10/20: No Man or Child Could Love You More than I

Thursday, October 18, 2018

Maybe I Was Skittish Among Strangers

October 19, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

An epitaph for a cat named Morghan, who died early:

Maybe I was skittish among strangers:
Only you, my loved ones, owned my heart.
Racing into hiding, I would know,
Given time, the foreigners would go:
Here was home, in which they had no part.
As though I knew my fate, I dodged all dangers;
Nor could I alter it, for all my art.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Death of a Pet
10/17: Jasmine
10/18: Lady
10/19: Maybe I Was Skittish Among Strangers

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Lady

October 18, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem for a deceased pet dog named Lady:

Lady was a lover to the bone.
All she wanted out of life was me.
Death might indicate that she is gone,
Yet she is here, and here will always be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Death of a Pet
10/17: Jasmine
10/18: Lady

Jasmine

October 17, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem for a deceased pet ferret named Jasmine:

Jasmine was my best, most loyal friend,
A lover to the bone, all hot affection.
Squirming out the moment I came near,
Making for my nose or inner ear,
In ecstasy she'd lick away dejection,
Nuzzling with neither strategy nor end.
Even death has made her no less dear.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Death of a Pet
10/17: Jasmine

Monday, October 15, 2018

Ever I Loved You, Though I Could Not Have You

October 16, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

An epitaph for a cat named Emily, who was dominated by her larger sister Charlotte:

Ever I loved you, though I could not have you.
Most of my life was lived in Charlotte's shadow.
I stalked the house, meowing, muttering,
Love my joy, my burden, and my sorrow.
Yet not in silence did I do without you.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Death of a Pet
10/16: Ever I Loved You, Though I Could Not HaveYou

Sunday, October 14, 2018

Could I But Give You Comfort in My Death

October 15, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

An epitaph for a cat named Charlotte:

Could I but give you comfort in my death,
How might I tell you what you meant to me?
All I did, both night and day, was love you,
Rulers of my kingdom and my heart.
Like gods, at last you claimed my painful breath,
Opening the door to mystery,
The final gift of all the gifts you gave me,
Taking what I could no longer give you,
Even at the end, with all my art.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Death of a Pet
10/15: Could I But Give You Comfort in My Death

The Future Has No Indians

October 14, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is indigenous peoples in honor of Indigenous People’s Day, which was celebrated on October 8.

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

A poem about a future in which there are no indigenous peoples, and a desperate search for them:

The future has no Indians,
No Pacific coast.
Its mines are planets,
Its fire stars.
Huge colonies hover
Like worshippers,
Arms outstretched,
While galleons sail
On solar wind.
There are forty quintillion
Amazon jungles
Per single, sated termite,
And the only things
People tend to run out of
Are numbers.
But far out at the edges,
In ships that cube the speed of light,
A few daring scouts
Search desperately
For Indians.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Indigenous Peoples
10/14: The Future Has No Indians