Friday, February 7, 2020

Each Truth Is like a Scrim Across the Darkness

February 7, 2020

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

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

A philosophical poem about the wisdom of risking love:

Each truth is like a scrim across the darkness.
We cannot see what most we'd like to know.
We drive among sheer cliffs in pale moonlight
Unsure of where we are or where to go.

When we allow our heads to make our choices,
We lose because of what we cannot see.
When we give way and let desire take us,
We lose because we want what cannot be.

We inch along the dream-lit rocky ridges
Knowing always, always we must lose.
The end for all is darkness everlasting,
And so it matters less which road we choose.

What matters is the beauty of sheer being;
The gifts we have and those we will become;
The ecstasy of loving so completely
That we ourselves are more than minds can plumb.

Love well and know that love must end in pain.
Be a fool and pay the unmarked price.
Be generous of self, and passion gain:
One who never loses, loses twice.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Love
2/7: Each Truth Is like a Scrim Across the Darkness

Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Lovers Sometimes Rub Each Other's

February 6, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A love poem about the usefulness of getting outside one’s own point of view:

Lovers sometimes rub each other's
Nerves a little raw.
We find ourselves beside ourselves
And don't want any more.

But then we think: What would we do
Without that sweet embrace?
How could we go from day to day
Not seeing that dear face?

And then we see our discontent
From the other side,
Looking at how we must look
Without our blinding pride:

And we feel love come flowing in
Like a warm and gentle sea,
Knowing that this special place
Is where we want to be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Love
2/6: Lovers Sometimes Rub Each Other’s

Tuesday, February 4, 2020

Love Is Never Vague or General

February 5, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem about the specificity of love:

Love is never vague or general:
It's all about thin fingers and fat toes.
What makes someone attractive no one knows,
But all know that it isn't rational.

There is a chemistry, some catalyst:
A scent, a lilt of voice, a social grace,
Some subtle hint impossible to trace,
Fit fodder for a gentle satirist.

But passion is, of love, merely the seed:
It's love itself that most engenders love.
And here again, mysteries silent move,
Shifting darkly where there is most need.

Love is about a casual caress,
A patient silence in which souls can dance,
An obvious, clumsy gesture towards romance,
A comfort zone where long, hard days undress.

It's all about the richness of a night
In which two lovers work to keep the glow:
The feel of skin, the way a tongue moves slow,
The thousand tiny things that make things right.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Love
2/5: Love Is Never Vague or General

Sometimes I Wish I Were a Wall

February 4, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A love poem in which a lover wishes he could bear his lover's pain:

Sometimes I wish I were a wall
Upon which you could hang your pain--
To see it so, to know its beauty,
Bond of yearning, bearing love.

Pain is color, in between
Desire and death, white and black;
Light's most lovely at the dawn,
And then, again, approaching night.

Sometimes I wish that I could kiss
The world and take away all pain,
Feel it all, for everyone,
And then go mad to prove I'm real.

But love continues, as does pain,
And death engenders both, for aye,
And the river murmurs ceaselessly
Around the bend on which we live.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Love
2/4: Sometimes I Wish I Were a Wall

Monday, February 3, 2020

A Girlfriend's Neither Gotten nor Forgotten

February 3, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A love poem about what a girlfriend is and isn’t:

A girlfriend's neither gotten nor forgotten.
She's never just a friend who is a girl.
She doesn't wear a nameplate or a flower.
You never can be certain she’s the one.

You're going to have to jump right off a building
And probably break your ego and your neck.
Nine times out of ten you'll wish you'd vanished,
But one time out of ten--why, there she'll be!

A girlfriend isn't something you acquire.
A girlfriend is a person, not a thing.
And if you leap and land next to the right one,
She'll burn her image right into your heart.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Love
2/3: A Girlfriend’s Neither Gotten nor Forgotten

Sunday, February 2, 2020

I Want to Say I Love You on Your Birthday

February 2, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A birthday love poem from a rejected lover:

I want to say I love you on your birthday,
Though love is something you don't want from me.
Things didn't go so well when I last said it,
And so I'll keep it silent in my heart.

But how the words reverberate within me!
A song that I must struggle not to sing,
A music I must dance to without motion,
A poem that I must never read aloud.

Your wishes are a wall I would not scale,
Yet won't abandon, loathe to leave behind.
I cannot have, and cannot bear to lose you,
And so I send you this in my despair.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Unrequited Love
2/2: I Want to Say I Love You on Your Birthday

Saturday, February 1, 2020

Adrianna Rules My Sovereign Heart

February 1, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name and love poem to a flirt:

Adrianna rules my sovereign heart,
Delighting in my daily desperation.
Rack and ruin are the inspiration
In which she finds a purpose for her art.
Alas! I cannot give her up, for she
Need only smile to make my poor heart dance,
Need only touch my arm to make me prance
About inside, a fool no truth can free.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Unrequited Love
2/1: Adrianna Rules My Sovereign Heart