Gordon Jackson

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Stop To Think? - Poem by Gordon Jackson

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without the birds that sing?
Without the golden sun,
That surrounds everything?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without the trees so tall?
Without the falling leaves,
That always comes with Fall?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without the streams and lakes?
Without that babbling brook,
And the winding path it takes?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without the clouds so white?
Without all the dark clouds,
That turn day into night?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without the wind that blows?
Without the cold and chill,
Every time it snows?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without flowers in the Spring?
Without the wonderful smell,
That new blossoms bring?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without thunder and the rain?
Without the vast open fields,
Of ripe, golden grain?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
Without a valley or a hill?
Without snow capped mountains,
That tons of rocks can build?

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
If all this was made by man?
He could never do it,
Only Mother Nature can.

Did you ever stop to think
What it would be like,
If your life was gone in a wink?
No, I'll bet you haven't,
So you'd

I never really paid much attention to these things until I was told that I have cancer.
Now I Stop and Think.

Comments about Stop To Think? by Gordon Jackson

  • Kim Barney (12/2/2014 8:02:00 AM)

    Wonderful, thought-provoking poem. I hope you are still with us and doing well, Gordon. Many in my family have had cancer. Some survived, some did not. Even those who are not aware of any medical problems should live each day as if it is their last. It very well could be. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/2/2014 7:58:00 AM)

    Cancer.... an opus awakening song of all too many. Life's responsibilities cause so many casualties, the greatest being the indifference to the smell of a rose. I'm sorry to learn of your condition. (Report) Reply

  • Seamus O' Brian (12/2/2014 7:17:00 AM)

    Amuse- to not think. Our culture is evolving into a very passive milieu that encourages us to not think, just be entertained and passively programmed. The beginning of understanding and the oldest form of human investigation is to simply contemplate. To stop and think....

    Thanks for the reminder, and may God bless you through this challenging phase of your journey.
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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (12/2/2014 12:31:00 AM)

    Nature's praise - we are ignorant, , we are going away from the nature whereas every thing is to beautify the beauty of nature nice nature poem thank and congrats Bravo (Report) Reply

  • Jacob Macharia (12/3/2013 1:06:00 AM)

    Thanks for that great poem...it made me literally stop and think of the power beyond all these creations and my response to them.. (Report) Reply

  • (12/2/2013 8:51:00 PM)

    Very deep Really got me at the last stanza relating how he never took time to ponder, consider, and appreciate these everyday surroundings until getting a wake up call

    Would be nice to make time to really answer these questions and others! ! Thanks. Feels helpful and necessary.
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  • Nicholas Rahming (12/2/2012 5:35:00 PM)

    powerful poem my friend. be encouraged an d dont just think about those things. ponder on the one who made those. God. he can help you (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (12/2/2012 3:47:00 PM)

    What a powerful, thought provoking poem written from the heart, wishing you a speedy recovery and thank you for sharing this truly inspirational write! ! I love nature too, it is supreme beauty and brings out the best in us! (Report) Reply

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (12/2/2012 10:12:00 AM)

    I hope Gordon, you are alive and well...thanks for sharing this beautiful poem with us; it certainly deserves to be chosen as the poem of the day...congrats! (Report) Reply

  • Maria C. Pires Costa (12/2/2012 9:57:00 AM)

    Your poem has a nice, melodious flow. The repetitive first line in each stanza truly invites us to a necessary reflection. Love it! Please keep composing your poems so as to inspire others around you!
    Wishing all your quick recovery, dear Gordon!
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  • Nurain Ali-balogun (12/2/2012 4:54:00 AM)

    I stop a few times to think what it'd be without the nights and the dotted stars it often brings. I hope stoping to think will bring you relief Gordon. Brilliant poem. (Report) Reply

  • Tim Stensloff (3/18/2012 11:01:00 AM)

    This really reminds me of the last chapter I read in Haruki Murakami's Kafka on the Shore. Individually, we never truly realize what is precious to us until we realize that it may be fading from our view. For all the sorrows we experience as a result, we must grow more hopeful, for otherwise we might not have strength to endure. Just judging from this poem, I think you have the will to continue seeing the world around you, and I sincerely believe that you will recover. Best of luck and best wishes. (Report) Reply

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (12/2/2011 10:50:00 PM)

    Hi Gordon, I hope you get well soon...cancer if detected in early stage is curable...But yes, even when things are normal, one should live one's today as though it is the last one... (Report) Reply

  • Prakash Yardi (12/2/2011 10:20:00 PM)

    Your poem sums up the essence of human life as it should be and how much richer we are for the free gifts of Nature only if we paused to notice and appreciate them. I wish you speedy recovery and look forward to reading many more of your inspired poems.
    - Prakash Yardi, Mumbai, India
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  • (11/4/2011 3:55:00 PM)

    surprised no one has commented, its a nice poem that mostly never happens to people until they are about to die, have been diagnose with a horrific disease such as yourself or know of the loss of someone. +10
    keep it up
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, November 18, 2011

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