Open Poetry #46 |
The fires of hope |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
It's always hope that keeps alive the will to survive but in the delve and ferret I see no wood or coal beneath the fires of hope. Ash, more ash, upon the ground, the dirty, dusty, ground, where humans tramp in circles cold without a fire. But, lo behold, there comes at last the new and clean untainted to light again another fire until that too burns out and lies as one with old. So the new, unused, and tested, tried, mingle in the dust of time and blow towards heaven's gate like those seeking redemption. Sad to say ash simply goes way beyond the entrance gates and settles o'er the hand of fate that again, again, and again, lights, burns, kills, every flame in the fires of hope. Circles, circles, round and round, hope's not a thing to ere be found forever burning bright and yet, and yet, those times of fire so beautifully enflame the will to survive! Helen / 26 November 2010 |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Damn. This is good. A hint of political issues here. It also delves into hope for hopes sake, for without hope there is nothing. But I see in the poem a reason to hope with "the new and clean untainted / to light again another fire." Very good writing, Helen. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
The first five lines of this 'write' about 'sums it all up' for me (here amid the "Runaway American Dream") ... Palagius once said "There is no 'death' worse than the loss of all 'hope'!" well written!! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you, Jerry and Bruce. I guess hope is programmed to always simmer in the grate no matter how life tries to stamp it out and for that we must be thankful. Helen |
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