Poem of the Week

3/21: Clarity Is Something That I Savored

3/22: All of You Must Know How Much I Loved You

3/23: Do Believe I’ll Never Leave You

Thursday, March 21, 2019

All of You Must Know How Much I Loved You

March 22, 2019

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

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

An epitaph for a mother, addressed to her children:

All of you must know how much I loved you.

Never did I stint on saying so.

In death you were the song that let me go

To sleep in beauty, dancing as I sang you.

And though I'm gone, don't think that I'll forget you.

Just think of me as waiting, even though,

Agnostic or believer, you may know

No certainty beyond what love can tell you.

Each of you still lives within my heart.

Though I am not, I am. So is the truth

Opposed to sense, more relevant than thought.

What is, is often what could never be.

Nor need you grieve, though we may seem apart.

Sing with me, as we look back with ruth,

Each the source of what sweet balm we sought,

No mother and children more in touch than we,

Deep within life's unsolved mystery.

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This week’s theme: Epitaphs

3/21: Clarity Is Something That I Savored

3/22: All of You Must Know How Much I Loved You

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Clarity Is Something That I Savored

March 21, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

An epitaph for a woman who devoted her life to social change:

Clarity is something that I savored,

Lending reason to a worthy cause.

An uncommitted life is not worth living,

Relinquishing the claims for the rewards,

Embracing the illusions of the favored.

Remember me as one who never wavered,

Obeying stubbornly the highest laws,

Defending what had little chance of winning,

Not caring for the consequence, or giving

Even one brief glance at waiting jaws,

Yet loving well the world for which I labored.

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This week’s theme: Epitaphs

3/21: Clarity Is Something That I Savored

Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Unlike Some, to Me Death Was a Gift

March 20, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

An epitaph for someone for whom death was a release from pain:

Unlike some, to me death was a gift:

No longer to live pointlessly in pain.

Choosing death, I might have on my own

Let loose the darkness gathered in my heart,

Except that luck has seen the matter through.

How simple, then, to let one's fortunes drift

Away from one, nor care for loss or gain.

Remember me as one who, not alone,

Relinquished well my moorings, to depart

Yet not without a backward glance towards you.

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This week’s theme: Epitaphs

Monday, March 18, 2019

Reason Is a Calling of the Heart

March 19, 2019

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

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

An epitaph for a university professor devoted to reason:

Reason is a calling of the heart.

One rarely reasons deeply but for love.

Best thought is passionate, a well-wrought art

Endeavoring to free as much as prove.

Remember me, then, for the many loves

That with reason I once sought to serve,

And the people that my spirit moved,

Returning far more joy than I deserved.

Eventually, all one gives one gains.

Years and people pass; the love remains.

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This week’s theme: Epitaphs

Sunday, March 17, 2019

Bulldogs Don't Let Go of What They've Got

March 18, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

An epitaph for a construction worker:

Bulldogs don’t let go of what they’ve got.

Enduring love requires tenacity,

Requires strength and dogged loyalty.

No bulldog latches on to what is not.

All I asked of life was what I had.

Reality was rhapsody enough.

Days of tense, hard labor might be tough;

Well worth it to come home and be called Dad.

“Accept” bears no resemblance to “submit.”

Yielding is no match for an embrace.

Maybe life is hard, but one can place

A chair outside the door and simply sit,

Not needing more to be consumed by grace.

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This week’s theme: Epitaphs