July 30, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is an I’m sorry love poem.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
I'm sorry that I doubted you,
For love depends on trust.
The angry tide of jealousy
Retreats because it must.
How stupid it would be to lose
What I most want for fear
Of losing it! That irony
Is now to me quite clear.
So please don't worry that I might
Again be so untrue
To love as to betray the trust
My love has placed in you.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html. For more anniversary poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Thursday, July 23, 2015
Happiness Comes Wholly from Within
July 23, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem about happiness written to a couple on their fourth anniversary.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Happiness comes wholly from within,
A gift of wisdom, temperament, and love.
Praised be those who know what is worthwhile,
Pleased to find their pleasures in the heart,
Yearning for a beauty that is theirs.
For them, good feelings aren’t hard to spin.
One can care for life despite one’s cares.
Underneath the feeling is the art,
Returning grace for grace and smile for smile.
They bear their riches on an inner wind,
Holding course for lands that blessed will prove.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html. For more anniversary poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem about happiness written to a couple on their fourth anniversary.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
A gift of wisdom, temperament, and love.
Praised be those who know what is worthwhile,
Pleased to find their pleasures in the heart,
Yearning for a beauty that is theirs.
For them, good feelings aren’t hard to spin.
One can care for life despite one’s cares.
Underneath the feeling is the art,
Returning grace for grace and smile for smile.
They bear their riches on an inner wind,
Holding course for lands that blessed will prove.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html. For more anniversary poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/anniversarypoems.html .
Thursday, July 16, 2015
Elegance and Grace and Lustful Pleasure
July 16, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Eid al-Fitr, the feast at the end of Ramadan, about the beauty of both sensuous and spiritual experience.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Elegance and grace and lustful pleasure;
Intimacy, love, scent, color, longing;
Dreams, jewels, dawns, the sheer delight of dancing;
All the goods of daily life we treasure:
Love them well, but leave them all behind
For just one holy month of ardent prayer,
Intent on being nothing more than there,
The faithful servant in both heart and mind,
Returning then in peace to humankind.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html. For more Ramadan poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/ramadanpoems.html .
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Eid al-Fitr, the feast at the end of Ramadan, about the beauty of both sensuous and spiritual experience.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Elegance and grace and lustful pleasure;
Intimacy, love, scent, color, longing;
Dreams, jewels, dawns, the sheer delight of dancing;
All the goods of daily life we treasure:
Love them well, but leave them all behind
For just one holy month of ardent prayer,
Intent on being nothing more than there,
The faithful servant in both heart and mind,
Returning then in peace to humankind.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html. For more Ramadan poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/ramadanpoems.html .
Thursday, July 9, 2015
Blessed Are Those Who Compromise Their Visions
July 9, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Bastille Day about the virtue of compromise.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Blessed are those who compromise their visions
And share their power with the other side,
Substituting faith for fratricide,
Trading principles for joint decisions.
Instead of blood, their battles will yield laws,
Less just, perhaps, than those they would have wanted,
Less brutal than the crimes that would have haunted
Each of them and undermined their cause.
Democracy requires compromise
And sometimes letting fools outvote the wise.
Yet some prefer the righteousness of wars.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/-kxMVUYKU2Q. For more Independence Day poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/july4thpoems.html .
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem for Bastille Day about the virtue of compromise.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Blessed are those who compromise their visions
And share their power with the other side,
Substituting faith for fratricide,
Trading principles for joint decisions.
Instead of blood, their battles will yield laws,
Less just, perhaps, than those they would have wanted,
Less brutal than the crimes that would have haunted
Each of them and undermined their cause.
Democracy requires compromise
And sometimes letting fools outvote the wise.
Yet some prefer the righteousness of wars.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/-kxMVUYKU2Q. For more Independence Day poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/july4thpoems.html .
Thursday, July 2, 2015
In Politics Corruption Is the Norm
July 2, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem about corruption for Independence Day (USA).
Yours,
Nick Gordon
In politics corruption is the norm,
Nor can one wield much power without its aid.
Democracy demands that minds be swayed,
Eviscerating efforts at reform.
Perhaps in tyrannies corruption’s worse,
Existing without recourse or restraint.
Not even when the ruler is a saint,
Devout and good, can one stamp out this curse.
Each country has some white knights still unstained,
Nor can idealists long remain in power.
Corruption simply waits until their hour
Erodes once their energy has waned.
Depending on its character and press,
A nation might be more corrupt or less,
Yet underneath the law the blight remains.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/TVoNe-fLyhE. For more Independence Day poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/july4thpoems.html .
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem about corruption for Independence Day (USA).
Yours,
Nick Gordon
In politics corruption is the norm,
Nor can one wield much power without its aid.
Democracy demands that minds be swayed,
Eviscerating efforts at reform.
Perhaps in tyrannies corruption’s worse,
Existing without recourse or restraint.
Not even when the ruler is a saint,
Devout and good, can one stamp out this curse.
Each country has some white knights still unstained,
Nor can idealists long remain in power.
Corruption simply waits until their hour
Erodes once their energy has waned.
Depending on its character and press,
A nation might be more corrupt or less,
Yet underneath the law the blight remains.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/TVoNe-fLyhE. For more Independence Day poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/july4thpoems.html .
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Live with Me and Be My Love
June 25, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a wedding poem.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
BRIDE OR GROOM
Live with me and be my love,
My lifelong friend and lover, too,
My confidante, my counselor,
And I will be the same to you.
GROOM OR BRIDE
Live with me and be my love,
My partner in this venture new,
My paramour, my pleasure toy,
And I will be the same to you.
BRIDE OR GROOM
Live with me and be my love,
My mentor and my witness true,
My second self, my family,
And I will be the same to you.
GROOM OR BRIDE
Live with me and be my love,
And live not just for one but two;
Be for me my home, and I
Will gladly be your home for you.
TOGETHER
Love’s a song that we will sing,
A dance that we will dance together,
And though in time our time must end,
A love for life will last forever.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/POJlgEJt_LQ.
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a wedding poem.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
BRIDE OR GROOM
Live with me and be my love,
My lifelong friend and lover, too,
My confidante, my counselor,
And I will be the same to you.
GROOM OR BRIDE
Live with me and be my love,
My partner in this venture new,
My paramour, my pleasure toy,
And I will be the same to you.
BRIDE OR GROOM
Live with me and be my love,
My mentor and my witness true,
My second self, my family,
And I will be the same to you.
GROOM OR BRIDE
Live with me and be my love,
And live not just for one but two;
Be for me my home, and I
Will gladly be your home for you.
TOGETHER
Love’s a song that we will sing,
A dance that we will dance together,
And though in time our time must end,
A love for life will last forever.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/POJlgEJt_LQ.
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Fantasies Find Flower in What's Real
June 18, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a Father’s Day poem.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
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
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/Uw9JbqdxU74.
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a Father’s Day poem.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
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
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/Uw9JbqdxU74.
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