Vistas of the Past Are All Around Me

February 15, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day.

Today’s poem is about love and memory.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Vistas of the past are all around me,

A gallery of memories long gone.

Love in all its variants surrounds me,

Embracing every scene I look upon.

Now is no more near to me than then.

Time is not a highway but a room

In which all moments mingle, mine again.

Nor can I tell the temple from the tomb.

Enduring through this chaos is your love,

‘Mid memories the thing that is most real.

So may my heart through loss and longing move,

Delivered by a fortune I can feel.

As I roll upon that restless sea,

You are the anchor holding me to me.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day

February 13: To Ask You to Be My Valentine

February 14: Be My Valentine, My Love

February 15: Vistas of the Past Are All Around Me

Be My Valentine, My Love

February 14, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day.

Today’s poem is about love as the gift of paradise.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Be my Valentine, my love,

As I will be for you,

And we will love the whole day long,

And love our whole lives through.

For love has no parameters

And does not end with time,

But is the gift of paradise,

A pinch of the sublime.

So let us take this holiday

To resubmit our love

To those within that know no sin

And with the angels move.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/bemyv3.html. For more Valentine’s Day poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/valentinesdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day

February 13: To Ask You to Be My Valentine

February 14: Be My Valentine, My Love

To Ask You to Be My Valentine

February 13, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day.

Today’s poem is about asking someone to be your Valentine.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

To ask you to be my Valentine

I'd have to talk to you,

Something that in all this time

I've managed not to do.

I'd have to get past "Hi!" somehow

To show you that I care,

But the right time is never now,

Especially when you're there.

It's as if a wall of fear,

Transparent yet profound,

Came hurtling up as you come near,

Cutting off all sound.

I fear I won't know what to say

And strike you as a fool,

Or you'll be glad to get away,

Polite not to be cruel.

Easier to dream than act,

To hope than to find out,

So fearful of the force of fact

I wait in fear-filled doubt.

But now the day of love has come,

And I must cross its line,

And so I ask you through this poem

To be my Valentine.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/toasky.html. For more Valentine’s Day poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/valentinesdaypoems.html .

This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day

February 13: To Ask You to Be My Valentine

Forty-Four3

February 12, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is a number and love poem about ecstasy and love.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Forty-four finds happiness at home,

Old enough to know the price of love.

Regarding ecstasy: It comes and goes,

Though with affection will enduring prove.

Yet ecstasy cannot bring joy alone.

For one must ever choose the love one chose,

Opening a door that else would close,

Uniting souls with words that would hearts move,

Restoring gardens to a world of stone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/44c.html. For more love poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Romantic Love

February 6: I Look at You and Think: I Cannot Live

February 7: You Have an Angel’s Face, a Loving Heart

February 8: We Separated Many Years Ago

February 9: You Taught Me How to Laugh Again

February 10: When We First Met You Seemed a Timid Doe

February 11: We Started Out as Friends and Now It’s Love

February 12: Forty-Four

We Started Out as Friends and Now It's Love

February 11, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is about how friendship turned to love.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

We started out as friends and now it's love.

How beautiful to move so easily

From comradeship to passionate intimacy,

Pure gain, with no rough edges to remove.

This turn was nothing I'd been thinking of,

No maybes or perhapses, consciously.

I knew desire, but love was not for me

Until I felt my heart from friendship move.

I never felt so happily at home

As I do now, so rich in what life brings.

Your pleasure now is mine, as mine is yours.

I never realized that my life alone

Flitted like a ghost among dead things,

Glancing in through other people's doors.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/westar.html. For more love poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Romantic Love

February 6: I Look at You and Think: I Cannot Live

February 7: You Have an Angel’s Face, a Loving Heart

February 8: We Separated Many Years Ago

February 9: You Taught Me How to Laugh Again

February 10: When We First Met You Seemed a Timid Doe

February 11: We Started Out as Friends and Now It’s Love

When We First Met You Seemed a Timid Doe

February 10, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is to a much-loved wife.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

When we first met you seemed a timid doe.

I hardly noticed you, nor did you me.

Now you are a mother and my wife,

And I find it a miracle to be.

You are for me a fresh, eternal springtime,

Or like an open window after rain,

A breath of air that says something of heaven,

And tells me of life's beauty once again.

I don't tell you enough how much I love you,

But if I did, I would say nothing else.

Each moment I am with you, there is sunlight

Slanting through the prism of my self.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/whenw3.html. For more love poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Romantic Love

February 6: I Look at You and Think: I Cannot Live

February 7: You Have an Angel’s Face, a Loving Heart

February 8: We Separated Many Years Ago

February 9: You Taught Me How to Laugh Again

February 10: When We First Met You Seemed aTimid Doe

You Taught Me How to Laugh Again

February 9, 2017

Dear Subscriber:

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

Today’s poem is to a lover who brought love back to life.

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

Yours,

Nick Gordon

You taught me how to laugh again

And gave me back my smile,

Restored my faith in people when

Everyone seemed vile.

You were as if the sun came up

Upon my bitter night

And bade the blackness rustle up

Some joyful morning light.

And inexplicably my heart

Rose up and twirled me round,

So sudden in its expert art

I scarcely touched the ground.

With you I am still filled with light

And all my feelings dance.

You are my song, my wings, my flight,

My truth and my romance.

© by Nicholas Gordon

Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/youtau.html. For more love poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html .

This week’s theme: Romantic Love

February 6: I Look at You and Think: I Cannot Live

February 7: You Have an Angel’s Face, a Loving Heart

February 8: We Separated Many Years Ago

February 9: You Taught Me How to Laugh Again