Sunday, October 11, 2020

Treaties Are Made to Be Broken

October 12, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week, in honor of Indigenous Peoples’ Day, is Native American history.

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

A poem for Indigenous Peoples’ Day containing an adaptation of a proposed treaty with Native Americans in 1783:

TREATIES ARE MADE TO BE BROKEN

Adapted from the Congressional Committee Draft Report on Indian Affairs, September 22, 1783:

Thirdly, That as the Indians,
Notwithstanding a solemn treaty of neutrality with Congress
At the commencement of the war,
Notwithstanding all the advice and admonition
Given them during its prosecution,
Could not be restrained
From acts of hostility and wonton devastation,
But were determined to join their arms
With those of Great Britain
And to share their fortunes;
So consequently,
With a less generous people than Americans,
They would be compelled to retire beyond the Lakes.
But as we prefer clemency to rigor,
As we persuade ourselves
That their eyes are open to their error,
And they have found by fatal experience
That their true interest and safety
Must depend upon our friendship,
As the country is large enough
To contain and support us all,
And as we are disposed to be kind to them,
To supply their wants and partake of their trade;
We from these considerations,
And from motives of compassion
Draw a veil over what has passed,
And will establish a boundary line
Between them and us
Beyond which we will restrain our citizens
From hunting and settling,
And within which they shall not come
But for the purpose of trading, treating,
Or other business equally unexceptionable.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/treat3.html. For more poems about indigenous peoples, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/indigenouspeoplesdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Native American History
October 12: Treaties Are Made to Be Broken

Time Has No Open Channel to Despair

October 11, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A philosophical poem about how time flows past despair:

Time has no open channel to despair.
It never empties out into that sea,
Moving down its streambed endlessly,
Ever flowing past whatever's there.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/timeha.html. For more philosophical poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Time
October 5: Time for Parents Tends to Go Too Fast
October 6: Even So, One’s Time Seems Endless
October 7: Time Has a Way of Making Life Precious
October 8: Understand, Death Has No Use for Time
October 9: Time Tends to Make the Biggest Problems Small
October 10: No Better Time than Now Can Be Imagined
October 11: Time Has No Open Channel to Despair

Saturday, October 10, 2020

No Better Time than Now Can Be Imagined

October 10, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A philosophical number poem about the present moment:

No better time than now can be imagined.
In fact, there is no time that is not now.
Nothing was or will be, only is,
Each memory or dream no more than this:
The thought of bloom upon a winter bough.
Yet all of life is full of such phantasms.

For you the moment's much too good to miss.
Open it as far as thoughts allow.
Unhinge its doors, and hear its sunlit passion
Reverberate across the fields of bliss.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/nobett.html. For more philosophical poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Time
October 5: Time for Parents Tends to Go Too Fast
October 6: Even So, One’s Time Seems Endless
October 7: Time Has a Way of Making Life Precious
October 8: Understand, Death Has No Use for Time
October 9: Time Tends to Make the Biggest Problems Small
October 10: No Better Time than Now Can Be Imagined

Thursday, October 8, 2020

Time Tends to Make the Biggest Problems Small

October 9, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A philosophical poem about time as a healer:

Time tends to make the biggest problems small.
It heals the bitterest and deepest wound.
There is no pain, no agony at all
That Time won't turn into some sweet, sad tune.

So let Time take you as a river flows
Beyond the violent rapids where you are.
There are things that every woman knows
Once she can see her tempests from afar.

When you are young, your choices wait on you,
Or if they disappear, there'll soon be more.
The things you love and lose, the words you rue,
Sometimes, when you look back, look like a door.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/timete.html. For more philosophical poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Time
October 5: Time for Parents Tends to Go Too Fast
October 6: Even So, One’s Time Seems Endless
October 7: Time Has a Way of Making Life Precious
October 8: Understand, Death Has No Use for Time
October 9: Time Tends to Make the Biggest Problems Small

Understand, Death Has No Use for Time

October 8, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A philosophical epitaph about time and death:

Uunderstand, death has no use for time.
No time is any better, any worse.
Cancel twenty years or eighty-nine,
Love's a loss one cannot reimburse.
Each of us lives for an eternity,
Dying only after our forever.
Early or late, we vanish equally,
All unconscious of the ties we sever,
No longer either separate or together.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/unders.html. For more philosophical poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Time
October 5: Time for Parents Tends to Go Too Fast
October 6: Even So, One’s Time Seems Endless
October 7: Time Has a Way of Making Life Precious
October 8: Understand, Death Has No Use for Time

Wednesday, October 7, 2020

Time Has a Way of Making Life Precious

October 7, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A philosophical and psychological number poem about how living in time affects love:

Time has a way of making life precious:
What we know we must lose, we love anxiously.
Even the heavens are not infinite,
No star more eternal than the flash of a quark.
Tranquility mirrors a moment of sky;
Yearning returns like the tides of the sea.

Each of us has some slight notion of why
Infinite moments take less than a minute.
Gripped by love, each soul is contagious.
Holding each other, we walk in the dark.
Through you I am and continue to be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/timeh2.html. For more philosophical poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Time
October 5: Time for Parents Tends to Go Too Fast
October 6: Even So, One’s Time Seems Endless
October 7: Time Has a Way of Making Life Precious

Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Even So, One's Time Seems Endless

October 6, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A philosophical number poem about experiencing the flow of time within what seems a timeless self:

Even so, one's time seems endless,
Infinite, although we know
Gifts of being come and go,
However brief, refulgent, senseless.
Time moves towards one's end, relentless,
Yet one cannot see it so.

One seems One, eternal, causeless,
Neither in nor of the flow,
Eye and I transparent, changeless …

© by Nicholas Gordon

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/evenso.html. For more philosophical poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html .

This week’s theme: Time
October 5: Time for Parents Tends to Go Too Fast
October 6: Even So, One’s Time Seems Endless