Thursday, June 4, 2020

Frequently One Finds a Little Sunshine

June 5, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A first anniversary poem about the eternal will to love:

Frequently one finds a little sunshine
In places where the forecast calls for rain,
Restoring one to life and love again,
Suddenly bursting through the broken cloud line.
There is, when one is walking up an incline,
A source of strength no apathy can drain
Nor gradient preclude through pitch or pain,
Nestled in the will beneath one's timeline:
Interior even to one's soul,
Vaster than the panoply of night,
Embedded in the very act of being,
Resident in every thought and word.
Silence is the longing of the whole,
A yearning absolute and infinite,
Revelation of eternal feeling
Yet dancing motionless to songs unheard.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries
June 5: Frequently One Finds a Little Sunshine

The Years Flow Through Our Marriage like a River

June 4, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A twenty-fourth anniversary poem in which a couple pauses to watch time flow by:

The years flow through our marriage like a river
We watch from some steep bank along the way,
Each of us as much in love as ever,
Nor can our words this sense of grace convey.
Time runs on below us as we pause,
Yielding to the wonder of our love,
Fate that seems beyond effect and cause,
Our choices moved by ends we know not of.
Underneath our love is something more,
Refusing time and will, refusing age,
The joy in being that all life is for,
Here within us as we turn the page.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries
June 4: The Years Flow Through Our Marriage like a River

Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Forty-Two Years Is like a Song

June 3, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A forty-second anniversary poem about the beautiful love song beneath the usual anniversary song:

Forty-two years is like a song
Old and fondly sung,
Relevant to any age,
Trite, but never wrong.
Yet underneath there is a love
Too densely wrought to sing,
Well-tempered in the weight of years,
Of passion made, and spring.
Yes, there it is: a madrigal
Evolved into a life,
A gift amidst one's wandering
Reserved for man and wife,
Sweet song of man and wife.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries
June 3: Forty-Two Years Is like a Song

Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Fifty Years Is Really Not Enough

June 2, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A fiftieth anniversary poem calling for fifty more years:

Fifty years is really not enough
In which to plumb the depths of someone's soul.
Fifty more years, then, should be the goal:
To know the beauty of another's love,
Yearnings share, and any doubts rebuff.

Yet life was never easy in those years.
Everest is sometimes hard to climb.
A will to love has brought you to this time,
Rich in joys that time cannot remove.
So may this day be filled with happy tears!

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries
June 2: Fifty Years Is Really Not Enough

Monday, June 1, 2020

Twenty-Five Years, and Still You Are in Love

June 1, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A twenty-fifth anniversary poem about love deepening over time:

Twenty-five years, and still you are in love!
What river does not deepen as it flows?
Each day your love increases as it goes,
Nourishing the lands through which it moves.
The love that lasts is deeper far than passion.
Years pass and it abides beneath the light.
Few know the secrets of its dark delight,
Intent on all the toys that are in fashion.
Vivid lusts yield pleasures that soon cease.
Each year of love yields happiness and peace.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries
June 1: Twenty-Five Years, and Still You Are in Love

Sunday, May 31, 2020

Though I Chose Death Instead of Pointless Pain

May 31, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is grief in honor of those who have died of Covid-19 and of Memorial Day, which is celebrated in the U.S. on May 25th.

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

A poem to loved ones from someone who has committed suicide to avoid a painful death:

Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
Please forgive the manner of my leaving.
My love and need for all of you remain.

I could not long such suffering sustain,
Nor would it long have held you from your grieving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,

I hope that choice will not my memory stain,
Nor lead you to be wroth at my deceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain.

For only in you do I live again,
Woven like a wind into your weaving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,

I put to you the plea of the self-slain:
To comprehend an anguish past conceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain

That all that I have been not be in vain,
But blend into the earth of your believing.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
My love and need for all of you remain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Grief
May 31: Though I Chose Death Instead of Pointless Pain

Saturday, May 30, 2020

Thank You for Leaving Us Your Son

May 30, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is grief in honor of those who have died of Covid-19 and of Memorial Day, which is celebrated in the U.S. on May 25th.

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

A thank-you poem to deceased parents from the couple to whom they have left their son:

Thank you for leaving us your son.
He gives us the gift you gave to him.
Although we cannot hope to salve his grief,
Nor fill his cup of joy back to the brim,
Know your flame of love has been passed on.

Your love for him will help our love along,
Out of pain his happiness to win
Upon the sweet green fields of our belief.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Grief
May 30: Thank You for Leaving Us Your Son