Copyright © 2006 by Nicholas Gordon The poems in this book may be used free for any personal or non-commercial purpose. For commercial use of these poems, please contact the author at firstname.lastname@example.org. Published 2006 Printed by CafePress.com in the United States of America
AFTER LOVE AND FEAR, THERE’S PRIDE
After love and fear, there’s pride; After tears, the night; After all the words are gone, A chair with just one light. After memories, the dream That you will come home safe; After sleep, another day Of waiting for my life. After hope, the happiness Of thinking of your love; After moments of despair A stone no thought can move. After all the sacrifice, The hunger and the pain, The passions and the promises, The losses and the gains, There’s nothing but my love for you, Which waits upon the wind To bring you from the barricades That now you must defend.
AFTER YOU LEAVE, I WILL BECOME A TREE
After you leave, I will become a tree Alone on a hillside, loving wind and sun, Waiting for you to return home to me Though centuries of lonely stars may run. I’ll grow tall and give lots of shade, Sheltering birds and other bright-eyed things. Pleased with all the progress that I’ve made, I’ll spread my leafy branches out like wings. But oh! Every moment of every day I’ll miss you with the passion of the wind, Gazing endlessly upon the way That without you must empty, empty wind.
DO NOT LOVE ME YET
Do not love me yet, for I Am still a slender moon, A scimitar about the heart Too sharp to touch too soon. Before I’m touched I need to grow More full in golden light; I need to smile upon my earth And rule some patch of night. I need to know what roads and fields Lie in my domain And dull my brand new ecstasies With sophomoric pain. I need the love of some blank boy As cold and dark as me, That we might grope in