Children Who Die Are Not Really Gone

October 27, 2018

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is belief in the supernatural.

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

A poem about the place where children go after they die:

Children who die are not really gone,

But go to a place that is something like home,

Where they sleep the deep sleep, as quiet as stone,

Until we can join them when our lives are done.

Children who die are not really dead,

But just like good children tucked into bed,

Wait the long wait while we go ahead

Till our tales are all told and our tears are all shed.

Children who die feel no pleasure or pain

In the place where they wait till they see us again,

And all of us dance in a world washed with rain

Where the sun shines so brightly no sorrows remain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Belief in the Supernatural

10/22: Janae

10/23: Natalie

10/24: Happy Fifth Anniversary

10/25: Martin

10/26: Several Days Before I Was to Die

10/27: Children Who Die Are Not Really Gone

Several Days Before I Was to Die

October 26, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is belief in the supernatural.

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

A poem about an apparent miracle:

Several days before I was to die

A white dove flew into my garden.

It had one black spot on its tail,

As though a drop of ink had soiled

Its purity. It looked at me

As birds do: head sideways,

Neck twisted, almost upside down;

Then went the other way, fluttered,

Cooed, straightened, and stared at me

With more than human stillness. Our eyes

Met, and I felt some understanding

Pass between us, as though it sensed

I was to die and felt compassion.

And then I knew that I would live.

Weeks after my miracle

The dove returned, nesting near me,

An ordinary bird. Of course

I hold it dear. But who lived in

Its eyes? Whose compassion sent

The silent thoughts that turned my will?

I know my own imagination

May have spoken through the bird,

Lifting me from death. But surely

What we'll never understand

Far surpasses what we know.

The dove knows more than we. And I,

Returned from death, am like a boulder

Lifted up and left upon the shore

By some majestic wave.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Belief in the Supernatural

10/22: Janae

10/23: Natalie

10/24: Happy Fifth Anniversary

10/25: Martin

10/26: Several Days Before I Was to Die

Martin

October 25, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is belief in the supernatural.

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

A name poem hoping that a dead son has found life after death:

Martin died at twenty-four;

A second transplant failed.

Rest in peace, my darling boy,

The lantern of my life and joy;

In death find life unveiled.

Nor can one hope for more.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Belief in the Supernatural

10/22: Janae

10/23: Natalie

10/24: Happy Fifth Anniversary

10/25: Martin

Happy Fifth Anniversary

October 24, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is belief in the supernatural.

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

A fifth anniversary poem using a supernatural belief in angels as decoration:

Happy fifth anniversary!

Angels hover near!

Perhaps you cannot see them, but,

Pleased as punch, they're here!

Yet if you doubt, just listen,

For music does not lie.

In zillions they are singing;

For you they fill the sky,

Their rainbowed wings aflutter,

Hosanna-ing on high!

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Belief in the Supernatural

10/22: Janae

10/23: Natalie

10/24: Happy Fifth Anniversary

Natalie

October 23, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is belief in the supernatural.

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

A name poem for a woman whose mentors are angels:

Natalie believes she's been with angels.

A few brought back her mother from the dead.

Though, of course, she lives in our age,

Awash in lust, greed, cruelty, and rage,

Like her mentors, she finds inner grace

In love of all there is. Life's joy is fed

Each day for her by truths that leave no trace.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Belief in the Supernatural

10/22: Janae

10/23: Natalie

Janae

October 22, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is belief in the supernatural.

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

A name poem for a woman who believes that angels are humans who died:

Janae sees the angels spread their wings

And speaks to them of life before they died.

None of them is sad, though sadness sings

As beautifully of where they now abide,

Eternal in an ether vast and wide.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Belief in the Supernatural

10/22: Janae

There Was No Love More Genuine than Mine

October 21, 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 Tiger:

There was no love more genuine than mine;

In giving and receiving it was pure.

Grieve not, for my legacy is pleasure,

Each memory a gift that will endure,

Returning gifts you gave me in my time.

© 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

10/16: Ever I Loved You, Though I Could Not Have You

10/17: Jasmine

10/18: Lady

10/19: Maybe I Was Skittish Among Strangers

10/20: No Man or Child Could Love You More than I

10/21: There Was No Love More Genuine than Mine