I Can't Believe I'm Marrying My Grandma's Paper Boy

 

A wedding poem about love at first sight:

I can't believe I'm marrying
My grandma's paperboy!
She said that you were "dreamy"
And the sort I would enjoy.

My grandma! Well, I humored her
And took a look at you,
And saw, those many years ago,
That what she said was true.

But not so fast, because we lived
A continent apart,
And were too young to comprehend
The wisdom of the heart.

We needed time to grow into
The truth that we had seen,
And let some others stampede through
The years that came between.

But Grandma always said that you
Were just the one for me,
And now we all are gathered here
To publicly agree!

How often can we say that love
Was truly at first sight?
But since I first laid eyes on you,
I've known Grandma was right!

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Sharp Senses. By Ugonna Onyekwe. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI

 

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Fantasies Find Flower in What's Real

 

A Father’s Day poem about how having a family gives life purpose:

 

Fantasies find flower in what's real --
A wife and children waiting at the door.
Though there is much, perhaps, one would repeal,
How sweet it is to know what one is for.
Enduring love is like an organ tone
Resounding 'neath the restless notes of home,
So beautiful one could not ask for more.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Pachabelly. By Huma Huma. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI

 

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Remember When We All Were Young Together

 

A poem for a high school or college reunion:

 

Remember when we all were young together,

Each a part of each’s life forever?

Uniting now to touch that time again,

Nostalgic for the years so quickly gone.

In a present hijacked by a past

Offering a grace too deep to grasp,

Now we pause to gather and remember.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: No.6 In My Dreams. By Esther Abrami. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI

 

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June

 

A calendar poem for June:

 

June is promise bent on a reward,
Unsparing in his self-inflicted vow,
Not knowing that the golden time is now,
Ever the bright dream he struggles toward.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Borderless. By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI

 

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Make a Little Time for Public Mourning

 

A Memorial Day poem about the need for a day of public mourning:

 

Make a little time for public mourning,
Easing the harsh pangs of hidden grief.
Maybe ritual tears will bring relief,
Offering a role for one's dark calling.
Remember the utility of sharing,
Inviting cloistered hearts to come outdoors
And dance with us along our barren shores,
Lost within the music of our longing.
Death requires our collaboration
As we render due commemoration,
Yielding sorrow to the common cause.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Nocturne. By Asher Fulero. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI

 

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Mai Is Well Aware She Is the Future

 

A psychological poem for Mai about how her identity is shaped by her generation:

 

Mai is well aware she is the future

And much depends upon who she becomes.

If someone took her generation's picture,

Mai knows its beauty would be everyone's.

One is rooted deeply in one's time,

New source of seed and leafmeal for the soil,

The graceful iteration of a rhyme,

Equally a prototype and foil.

Clearly, what each does induces all

Alike to turn, to model, and to change.

Remember that as one we rise and fall,

Lest pride our hearts from our shared selves estrange.

Our choices, all of them, confused or clear,

Sustain a common moral ecosphere.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: No.1 A Minor Waltz. By Esther Abrami. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI

 

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Your Love Is like the Arizona Sun

 A Mother’s Day poem from an adult child about the difficulty of expressing their love:  

 

Your love is like the Arizona sun:
Always there, no matter what I do.
Bathed in light, I feel my love for you,
But words are gone before I have begun.
I don't know why I find it hard to say
The things that rest so deeply in my heart.
It seems almost impossible to start,
As though they're too ungainly to display.
I cherish you and what you feel for me.
I'm lucky that I have you for a mom.
I love you with a love that's sweet and calm,
And vast, like some unending inner sea.
You're the one I'm with when I'm alone;
You're the place within my heart that's home.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Heart Strings. By Coyote Hearing. Music free to use at YouTube. Photo Credit: AI

 

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