Open Poetry #47 |
Hope |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Hope Am I not done? What is this feeling – This doubt come upon me today? When yesterday, all life was reeling, And all caring had passed away. Whose voice is that in the wind calling? Dare I find peace in her soft tone? When, finally I’d accepted falling, And tortures of this life, alone. What is this life, this emotion Stirring the soul I left for dead, And breaking the utter devotion To Darkness I so aptly wed? What are these thoughts, invading mind, That threaten yet to steal my sleep? As if Worry were so inclined To pull me from that haunted keep. Oh, shall I trust to dream of this, That damnation squeal with glee? To offer yet another kiss – To curse the soul that blesses me? How would I revel in such splendor? Could I face you, look in your eyes? ‘Er bring myself to surrender To a feeling I know but lies? With eyebrow raised, conclusion drawn, Ambition marred and dream dismayed; Shall I yet dare to wish upon Tomorrow, scarred by love unbade? No promise – no virtue foretelling, And no compassion for the weak; The misery but in a telling This graveyard poet ne’er ‘gain shall speak. Michael Anderson |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Hope has some formidable opponents... but she's not as fragile as she looks... and is perfectly willing to call on her pals Peace and Faith so she's not elbowed aside by Misery, Despair, Worry and the rest of that gang of hangers-on. *S* This is absolutely wonderful... I love it in spite of the fact that last line shoved Worry right from the battleground over to my mind. LOL |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
FIne writing, Michael. They say hope springs eternal, or is that infernal? Who knows? All I know is that there's something deep inside of us that will not be extinguished, no matter how hard we try to put it out. For as long as there is life within us, we can't quit or stop trying. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Hope is a promise given to us all, but not hope in worldly things, but of heavenly things instead. Faith in that hope is all we need. You expressed your thoughts very well. Enjoyed the read. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
this was definitely my favourite read for the night, thanks for sharing Love is the life of the soul... |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
You KNOW this makes me smile, right?.. Happy Day, Mike. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
How intensely beautiful, dear Michael! "What feeling is this?" It's that feeling that makes one experience Spring, when you watch a snowdrop piercing through the snow ... it's when the call of the sun is stronger than any darkness that grips us. Much enjoyed your moment of "giving in to Hope"! Love, Margherita |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Ruth, I didn’t say I would never speak again… just not of hope… lol. No worries, the triplets, Misery, Worry and Despair should keep me busy writing for many eons. Balladeer, true words my friend. And I believe it is “eternal” although I have tried to convince myself otherwise on many occasions. JL, “So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” 2Cor 4:18. Indeed, that is where our hope should be. Tracie, and thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed. Hey Nan, good to see you! I believe happiness is much dependant upon perception… my glass is clear at the moment. Hope yours is as well. Margherita, though I was not sure I was giving in when I wrote this, the feeling has not escaped me… Maybe I was just flat out conquered. Either way, there’s far more abysmal emotions I could be sharing my time with, and am quite happy not to be, all the same. I’m glad you enjoyed the struggle. Michael |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
a heart how it feels like a leaping thing tremored in the palm of this night, where i wear your lines around the nape of my neck; a feathered sweep of seasons i hold this time like waves, and ride the current you set beneath my feet There is always hope |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
It is not in my nature to not believe in more. To grieve, yes, but hope is the rope that pulls you from the well of grief, and only you can untie it from around your soul. And one who can do that never lived anyway. j. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
And here you have the gal with the rose colored glasses, her father's own very named Sunshine; yet once called by her own mother, "Pollyanna" reading this dark, however beautiful piece of writing... Michael...oh Michael...you have taught me to look at the dark side of misery and to embrace what could be...[even while knowing I've known my own, just never put word to that embrace...] and you've even given me more insight than I could ask for.... and for that, I thank you. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
A very good subject for the classical form.. Your method of delivery has done justice to it. Fine work, Michael. This thing called hope, this "thing with feathers" can never be overwritten as a theme. enjoyed |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Nicole, you have made me feel that “hope”. I can’t thank you enough for that. Jwesley, interesting thoughts, there. I “hope” I will aspire to live after reading them… lol Thank you so much. Sunshine, you depict the light for me as well as I may depict the dark for you… and while I don’t really know what dark insights you might glean from me, you have always given me clear reasons to look toward happiness and embrace what is, rather than mourn what is not. I may not show it in my writing, but I do cherish that in you. Thank you. Ice… yeah, those are some pretty strong feathers… I do not stand a chance in fighting them, really. Thank you, Sir. Michael |
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Just_little_Old_Me Junior Member
since 2011-11-24
Posts 40Roermond, The Netherlands |
Hope makes us live, and it does makes us question ourselves! beautiful write, I loved it! Like Night needs Day |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
This one is too well done! I really think I have to find you a girl Michael Hope springs eternal, you know that right? Wow, I just noticed the new picture Michael, where on earth does time go? He is now a man! Carpe'Diem ~ Mysteria ~ |
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