Nick Gordon

On Hanukkah, the first dark night, Light yourself a candle bright. I'll you, if you will me invite To dance within that…

— Nick Gordon

Mothers are the place that we call home. On them we rest our heads and close our eyes. There's no one else…

— Nick Gordon

Hobgoblins know the proper way to dance: Arms akimbo, loopy legs askew, Leaping into darkness with delight, Lusting for the ecstasy of…

— Nick Gordon

On Halloween, witches come true; Wild ghosts escape from dreams. Each monster dances in the park....

— Nick Gordon

By day each soul must walk within its shadow. Only night can make us whole again...

— Nick Gordon

...A fuel-less flame is nothing but a wraith, However wrought, if unsustained by passion.

— Nick Gordon

Given angel's wings, where might you fly? In what sweet heaven might you find your love? Unwilling to be bound, where might…

— Nick Gordon

Joy requires one to be awake, Adjusting the heart's ambience to bright. Some prefer the dark, as is their right, On grounds…

— Nick Gordon

Angels are quite ample cause to cry...

— Nick Gordon

Christmas is a time of little time. How we get there is a mystery. Racing madly mall-to-mall, we climb Into fields of…

— Nick Gordon

Only night can make us whole again...

— Nick Gordon

Sixty years is cause enough to sing In celebration of a gentle life! To the mother and the wife, Taking pleasure in…

— Nick Gordon

Love of life at times requires death

— Nick Gordon

December finds himself again a child Even as he undergoes his age. Cold and early darkness now descends, Embracing sanctuaries of delight.…

— Nick Gordon