NEW POEM - "Why Love" Part Two

Hey Everybody-

Thanks for the visit. Just dropping the sequel to "Why Love". As usual, let me know what you think of it.

Also, I've got some more news coming up soon. Keep your ears and eyes wide open ;-)

Peace.

Why Love - Part Two

Let my love stretch wide
I'm talking 'bout Agape size
A love without limits
More real than the one sung by Miss Blige
Won't let my eyes
Overlook my opportunities to love
Friends, family, and otherwise
Still continuing to turn other cheeks
But I'll love 'em even better this time
Letting old faults fall in time
Get lost in the past
Since I'm far from perfect myself
Slow to stop my love and opt to outcast

Gotta keep my love levels up
I know that I'll be challenged
In the case of a love stalemate,
Love will tip the scales in my advantage
No longer allowing hate to do its damage
That's the easy thing to do
Now putting love out for foes to have?
There's no telling the reward that'll bring to you
Not everyone will be into you
Feeling or even digging you
But this is about being the best possible inner-you
Making the action of love even more visible
Showing people the best of you
Because when it comes to love
Nothing short of the best should do

Let the love flow like waterfalls
Drenching us all like when water falls
With no sign or warning
Love clouds pierced and now storming
Let these words be heart-warming
As an unction of love starts forming
Encouraging cold hearts to heat up
Not yet kicking our feet up
Since there’s so much more left to do
Revealing the infinity of love
And that it shouldn’t only rest in you
Indeed, it should be dressed in you
But like wealth it needs to be shared
Transitioning from “love and war” to a “loving war”
Leaving no casualties to be spared…


-W.A. Gordon

NEW POEM - "Playing The Game" (Part Two)

Hey everybody,

Thanks for coming back. I've gotten some real good responses on "Playing The Game" and hope that you find the conclusion to be just as good if not even better. If you feel lost, scroll down just a tad and read the first part of this poem to get caught up. As usual, check it out and give me some feedback. Believe me, your opinions are truly valued.

As always, thanks for checking my work out and be ready for some upcoming announcements!

Playing The Game (Part Two)

This game's coming down to the clutch
Having played for so long and for so much
And now it all comes down to this
Down to the wire
Do I accept that ignorance is bliss?
Accepting the kiss?
Under the illusion that she's truly my Miss?
With reality dismissed?
Truth is, we're on two different levels, clearly
She doesn't hear me
Around friends I'm an after-thought
Sending me the message that her feelings are caught
But that's far from the truth
Reality reveals that eyes focus elsewhere
Feeling dazed like being dunked on under the hoop

Forced to the bench now
Put at the center of trade rumors
Serious tones between us on the phone
No longer even trying to fake humor
Which leads me to think that I may be unsigned
I'm a vet looking for a title
Sign me long-term, just one time
No need for a salary cap
My heart need not be bought
I put up numbers you can't see in the stats
Something that being a student of the game has taught
At the same time, this game's getting old
Thought I found my home team
But she's not playing fair
While she's my teammate, I'm still reminded what being alone means
As if somehow there's an "I" in team
Now she's totally denying me
Scouting other prospects
Done spending her time with me
I said before this was a game of trial and error
Forced to play on my own team
Embarking on my own free agent endeavor

-W.A. Gordon

NEW POEM - "Different Pages, Different Chapters"

Hey Everybody,

With that weekend coming up, I figured I'd write about the reality of relationships in a new poem. I think that everybody who reads it will agree and disagree, laugh, cry (I hope not), or maybe even see themselves in the words. As always, please check it out and let me know what you think. Whenever you do, all you're doing is helping me get better at what I'm trying to do for a living. Thanks for visiting and enjoy!

Different Pages, Different Chapters

We always seem to be on different pages
Or worse yet, different chapters
So many challenging communication cases
So many examples to capture
My heart is yours and even captured
Which makes it all difficult
I prefer conflict less than laughter
Don’t want it to get even more difficult
We both mean well and good
But the words often go in vain
Especially when the other can’t tell it’s good
The fabric of our relationship continues to collect stains

Feeling like our wires keep getting crossed
Mixed and in translation lost
I try so hard not to be lost
All for our heart’s sake
I’d rather win you over than be lost
I’ll keep playing the game
Regardless of what the cards say
I’ll keep loving you the same
In hopes that my efforts alone will make you stay
But the conversations get uneasy
We both watch it break down
It all happens now so easy
Watching the communication walls break down
I miss all of the preliminary
The newness that we started in
I guess all of that was temporary
Fleeting happy days have our hearts hardening

Some days the talk is sweet
Easy going, words move smooth
Loving the word exchange between you and me
But other times clouds swoop and swoon
And stormy weather plagues you and me
Then the confusion opens up
Giving me a bushel of apples
And pleading for me to make lemonade
This war of words drains my ammo
While you’re upping your weapon-grade
Evolving in our battle of wits
And we know we’re both armed
The words cause the battle to escalate and shift
Words now becoming even more strong
And now we’re both at risk of being even more wrong
With maturity and reason being evicted
Without 30 days notice
And neither of us notice
That the communication is now on four flats
Getting us stuck on the road to nowhere
It’s my “perspective” versus your “facts”
Crossing “Caution” tape, making us go there

And so in reading the book about us
I sadly see that we’re indeed on different pages
Even worse, in different chapters
My hindsight recollecting all of the prior stages
And how again and again we exist in the peacetime after
But is it any different in the after?
Our feelings and reason will have to decipher
Opting to cry now to later enjoy laughter after?
A decision left to us, the story writers
Readers observe and think this is one and done
With no sequel possible
But I look at how far we’ve come
And I know that more than a trilogy is possible
I’m prepared to challenge the impossible
Because I know that love makes all possible
Besides, I’m loving the plotline
Getting caught in the plot’s twists and turns
Going for your heart since you’ve got mine
Really, I’d be that character missing her
And despite the hits and misses with words
I’m ok with being in different pages or even chapters
At least we’re still in the same book
And there’s no telling what’s to come in the stories after

-W.A. Gordon

Can't Walk Away - NEW POEM...& Author Commentary

Hey Everybody-

I've been working hard today on some behind-the-scene stuff, getting this book together. Every day draws me closer to the release, and believe me, I've had more and more ideas come up that will make this dream even bigger than it already is. So anyway, I know that I said that I wasn't posting any poems for a while and I like to think that I say what I mean and mean what I say, but I had a piece come in my spirit today and I had to write it out. I have thoughts about it right after, so please feel free to read and respond how you feel. This is a poem that I wrote just off the cuff, so call me out where you see fit, I'll appreciate it. Thanks for stopping by and keep coming back for more. Enjoy!

Can’t Walk Away

I told myself I’d walk away
But the possibilities called me back
Anxiously awaiting if we’d talk today
But I never got a call back
And now I sit foolish
As foolish as I was after the last love mishap
Piling regret on top of regret
Making me look as if I love mishaps
Labeling me as a heartbreak glutton
Being punished for opening up
And now hope’s doors have once again closed
So now it should be understood why my hope isn’t up

I’m like Jordan when it comes to this
One of the all-time greats
But with no knowledge of when to quit
Common sense edges out my how much I dedicate
Aiming and striving for much more
Resulting in disappointment and much more
I dusted off myself again
And now I find myself here once more
Wanting what I can’t have
Or even worse-
Wanting but not being wanted – now that’s bad!
Sharing the gift of love only to be cursed

People may look at me and call me stubborn
Saying I’m unwilling to face fact and reality
But they can’t empathize with the feeling
Can’t comprehend the love that I’ve got in me
But then again, what has it gotten me?
True, I don’t have much to show for it
But love has to be real, it’s gotta be
Which is why I’m still naïve enough to go for it
In the past I substantiated my faith in things hoped for
Still didn’t walk away
For some strange reason my doubt went back to less
Outweighed by my hope and more

Please believe that I’ve turned my back before
Took the steps to walk away
But the hope for real love called me back for more
Opted to throw my better judgment away
And now I’m back to moving mountains
Odds insurmountable at best
My faith is again declining, inviting doubt in
Looks as if I’m preparing to fail another test
As reasonable as it is for me to walk away
Chances are I probably still won’t do what is best

Author Commentary:

So I'm sure that many will assume that this poem may be about me or my own experiences. While that is true, I also wrote it in reference to the people who we see or know who, for whatever reason, refuse to walk away from seeking relationships that are not likely to happen in their favor. When I say in their favor, I mean one of two things:

1. perhaps the person is persistent in trying to be in a relationship with someone who mistreats or disrespects them

2. or maybe they admire someone who doesn't feel the same way, despite obvious expression of admiration.

Either way, it can be a difficult time for both the relationship seeker as well as those who care about that person.

The people on the outside looking in can often see the bigger picture. They are able to see that the effort that their friend is making to either keep a negative relationship open or trying to gain the affection of someone who does not have mutual feelings as a waste of time and energy. In their position it is easy for them to call out their friend and wonder why they are so blind to the facts. You know, like when you catch yourself saying "I can't believe you don't see this! It is plain as day!" The problem in this situation is that it is often so easy to give an opinion simply because they are not in the midst of the situation, which makes it even more difficult to relate or empathize as a good friend should aim to.

The relationship seeker can often be a "glutton", as I mention in the poem. Time after time they go for what they feel is the right thing, only to repeat the same cycle of disappointment. In going through these trials, the seeker is at risk for having a bad taste in their mouth about what a good relationship looks like and their potential to have one. They'll be quick to say to people, "You don't get it, you just don't understand. I'm cool!" While blame can be assessed on them for being stubborn to leaving bad situations alone, some consideration has to be given to their desire to want to establish a positive relationship. On the positive side, they are bold enough to have hope that there is a brighter day ahead. The only case that I digress is when the person is involved in an abusive (physical or mental) relationship. In that case, the last few sentences don't apply as much.

As I write this, I am asking myself what it is that encouraged me to post this blog. I think it is a combination of things, but I know that there have been times when I have been the person that is at the center of this poem. Sometimes I catch myself watching close friends in similar situations and I am able to so easily be on the other side of the table, as well. If you happen to be someone who does not have any first-hand experience with this topic, you've got all kind of media that shows this stuff in different ways (i.e. Maury Show, "He's Just Not That Into You", etc.). I'm sure that I may have missed some relevant points or counterpoints in the midst of all of this, and that's definitely where you come in. Either way, I pray that this holds some value to you in some way. Please drop me a line and share your thoughts. Thanks for visiting!

-W.A. Gordon