NickgoA Number Poem About Being SeventeenSeventeen is such a lovely age, Ever on the edge of something new! Vested in a multitude of plans, Even as the calendar commands. No choice…2d ago2d ago
NickgoA Love Poem About a New RomanceTo love is to be naked to the wind, Holding hands with someone you can’t know. Invested in a bond that seems secure, Resisting what seems…Jul 24Jul 24
NickgoA Poem, Never Sent, from a Mother to a Child Whom She Was Forced to SurrenderMy heart is like a symphony That sings of only pain. Of all that makes a life worthwhile, Only you remain.Jul 15Jul 15
NickgoA Bastille Day Poem About the Dangers of Allowing Inequalities Between Classes to Grow Too WideBeware of inequalities too wide And chasms that cannot be bridged by dreams. Societies fray first along the seams, Then rip apart, exposing…Jul 8Jul 8
NickgoA Poem for Independence Day (USA) About the Importance of Knowing One’s Nation’s HistoryIdentity requires memory. No less than people, nations must recall Days past, lest they wander witlessly, Erased each moment, guided by the…Jul 1Jul 1
NickgoA Sad, Missing You Love Poem About a New LoveYour eyes won’t let my thoughts go back to sleep. Your words draw me across 2000 miles. I don’t know you at all, and yet I know You…Jun 24Jun 24
NickgoA Poem for Eid al-Adha About What It Means to Give a GiftEverything we give was never ours. It was a gift, as was life itself. Dependent as we are, like fragile flowers, An unborn soul is seed…Jun 17Jun 17
NickgoA Father’s Day Poem to the Almost-Father of Several MiscarriagesFear not, for the world is full of beauty, And love’s the song that brings it all to life. Those who don’t have children often might Have…Jun 10Jun 10
NickgoA Wedding Poem About the Need for Compassion in MarriageThere is no lasting love without compassion, Requisite for generosity, As all good lovers know they ought to be: Caring partners even in…Jun 3Jun 3
NickgoA Memorial Day Poem in Which a Mourner Begs for Relief from PainMake my sorrow pride. Enter me with light. Mourning turns to morning, Or so I would believe. Reach me with your tide. Inundate this blight…May 27May 27