Love Poetry

I’ve loved her since last summer, and I want to tell the world. I don’t know her feelings, but she might like me. I want to give her flowers for Valentine’s Day, but I have some problems.
a) My school sends flowers to girls at other schools, but not hers. Anything I get her she won’t recieve on the 14th. Is there a florist who delievers to schools?
b) What kind of flora do I give her? rose, carnations, or something else?
c) Poetry? Too tacky?
d) We had a fight a little while ago, and just made amends. Is this coming too strong too soon?
e) Will she think it’s romantic, desparate, creepy, or whatever else runs throguh girls minds?
I love her so, and want to show it. But with these problems in the way, it looks difficult. Please help!
- Andrew R

E HAD THOUGHT I HOPED TOO MUCH

Maybe some had thought I hoped too much

And dreamed a dream that never would come true,

Reasoning from what they saw and such

Trends as might confirm their points of view.

In dreams, however, one creates what is –

Not from what one sees but what one wills:

Like light, from the Lord’s dream sprung, now All, as His

Undying Word the void unending fills.

Then look! Look! What miracles occur!

Here we have a black man judged upon –

Exactly as I dreamed – his character,

Regardless of his skin! And he has won!

Know, then, that the dream for which I fought

In time became the ground for what I sought.

New realities require dreams

Given to us not as ends but means.

YOU ARE MY HEART, MY HOPE, MY HELP

You are my heart, my hope, my help,

The passion that is me,

The whole of which I am a part,

My peace, my ecstasy.

You are my future, present, past,

My ship, my sail, my ocean,

The wind that brings me home again,

The home for every motion.

You live within me, yet I am

Without you all alone.

With you I am full of light;

Without you I am stone.

Is this foolish? Yes, perhaps,

But also it is true.

I think of life as something I

Can spend with only you.

Ah, my love! Love longs for such

Sweet celebrants as this!

Love is a burden and a joy,

Slavery and bliss.

This day of love come love with me,

Come sing with me my song.

Come be my Valentine, and I

Will love you my life long, my love,

Will love you my life long.

I NEVER THOUGHT I’D FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU

I never thought I’d fall in love with you.

I thought someday, of course, I’d fall in love.

But what it felt like, I just never knew;

I’d no idea what I was thinking of.

And then, somewhere between my need and pleasure,

Walking neither overjoyed nor sad,

I looked into my heart and saw a treasure

Worth more than anything I’d ever had.

Ah! This is love! I thought. And then I wanted

To give my life to see your happiness.

Suddenly, from nowhere, I was haunted,

Needy, joyful, tearful, glad, obsessed.

My love for you has brought me out of me.

The beauty in your heart has set me free.

I WANT YOU BACK NOW THAT YOU’RE GONE

I want you back now that you’re gone.

My heart’s a pit no love can fill.

I stumble through my days of stone

Bereft of joy, bereft of will.

I could not tell myself I loved

You as I did for fear of pain.

Far easier not to be moved,

Than moved to love, and hurt again.

How stupid! I loved anyway,

And now the blame is all my own.

Please rescue me, this torture stay,

And for my sin I will atone.

FIE ON THESE EARTHLINGS

Fie on these earthlings, who think equal

Is the same! Illogical. I’m

Fifteen, will never be their dreams,

Though they paint me into nightmares.

Eat a whole stackpack and die! Even

E.T. would think twice about home!

No! I’m equal–but not at all the same!

MARGARITA

Margarita is an angel,

Awakening as life recedes,

Riding high the Lenten light.

Grace abounds both day and night,

Alive in those who know their needs,

Restoring joy to those who tremble.

In death she dons the angel’s mantle,

Touching love that weeps and bleeds,

As in life she found delight.

REMY

Remy loves to let me know it’s morning.

Each dawn she cuffs my cheek till I’m awake.

Mid-dream I tumble upwards for her sake,

Yet find her not long after curled up yawning.


- Nicholas Gordon

THE POINT IS JUST THAT I DON’T SEE THE POINT

The point is just that I don’t see the point:

However much one wants to be turned on,

Ecstasy can put things out of joint;

Yearning is for what will soon be gone.

Each can choose content or discontent;

All are happy, if they would be so.

Revelation isn’t Heaven sent;

Out of what you are comes what you know.

Forget, then, the pursuit of the sublime.

There is no thing that’s needed – all is here.

Happiness will settle in, in time,

Enduring, though the weather may turn drear.

One must plod to plow, and plow to plant.

X marks the heart, where lies all one could want.

A VALENTINE IS NOTHING LIKE

A Valentine is nothing like

A chocolate or a rose.

For in a week these shall be gone,

But Valentines remain.

If love were always sweet to tongue

Or fragrant to the nose,

Each day would be like Valentine’s,

And we would go insane.

A Valentine just hangs around

Waiting to be kissed

Long after special days have passed

And every days are here.

So one is wise to choose one well

And chocolates to resist.

For in the midst of mania

It’s nice to have one near.

LOVE IS NEVER EASY

Love is never easy, but

It turns life into song.

There is no bit of circumstance

That love cannot transform.

There is no weary moment

Of anger or despair

That love cannot convert to grace

And render whole and fair.

How passionate the paradise

That comes from knowing well

That someone in your happiness

Finds pleasure for himself.

How sweet the gift of giving to

Someone who gives to you,

A selflessness that gives to self

More self than self is due.

With all the searing madness of

The world from day to day,

And all the dreary sadness that

No joy can take away,

There is one truth more beautiful

Than anyone can bear:

That two can trust that when they turn

They’ll find the other there.

YOU HAD ME FOR A NIGHT, THEN TURNED AWAY

You had me for a night, then turned away,

Inspiring a love you didn’t want.

I was a fairy you might unenchant

To show yourself that you could have your way.

And now I’m left with all the shame of love

That unashamed took pleasure in your joy.

You used me as a fake, erotic toy,

Not caring much what I was thinking of.

The worst is that I long for your caress.

I know you’re just annoyed, which drives me mad!

But knowing how completely I’ve been had

Does not, alas, make me want you less.

ONE NIGHT I SAW AARON

One night I saw Aaron,

The next he was dead.

Now I can’t remember

The last thing he said.

There is no reason,

No reason at all,

Why this one last thing

I need to recall.

The last night I saw him,

He, Mark, and I,

I had no idea

He was going to die.

It was just the usual

Basketball game,

Joking and cheering,

All just the same.

The Earth should have screamed,

Some song should have played,

Some mark should have told us,

All gross and decayed.

But the game simply ended

And we left the gym.

And that was the last

I’ll see of him.

LEST YOU LEAVE YOUR OPTIONS IN THE SUNSHINE

Lest you leave your options in the sunshine

Unprotected from night’s bitter shade,

Now you may take them on the lunar wind,

Alive to phantoms vivid as your face

Reveling in front of reason’s door.

Nor could your own inventions offer more,

Even those transfigured from your race,

Which, privatized, seem downsized, somehow thinned.

Yet here is all the wealth the past has made,

Each relic dipped in age-old vintage wine,

A treasure-trove of comedy and grace

Resting where your faith must go forth blind.

COULD I BUT GIVE YOU COMFORT IN MY DEATH

Could I but give you comfort in my death,

How might I tell you what you meant to me?

All I did, both night and day, was love you,

Rulers of my kingdom and my heart.

Like gods, at last you claimed my painful breath,

Opening the door to mystery,

The final gift of all the gifts you gave me,

Taking what I could no longer give you

Even if I tried with all my art.


- Nicholas Gordon

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