Category: Hope

Resilient

Resilient

At the darkest of hours
when nothing is left to be taken
Stripped bare of dignity
Pummeled into dirt
The taste still lingering in your mouth
even after you have wretched
it from your body
You dig even deeper than
where you have been before
Finding those special gifts
bestowed on you by all who
have beaten you down
Resilience and resolve
These are the things that lift you
from the hell that was your life
Your champions and saviors
who always know where you are
when you need them the most


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Sanaa is hosting D'Verse poets and has asked us to write a panegyric poem
in honor of someone or something.  I looked within, grateful for my inner
strength.

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Naïveté 

Naïveté

A wave of the hand
An inspiring conversation
An expectant mind
Who would lay blame for the
Hope carried in a naïve heart
Or was it just a figment of imagination
Sending you on a path to nowhere?


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Word Prompts

Inspire - Stream of Consciousness
Wave - RDP
Blame - Word of the Day
Figment - FOWC


Change Partners – A Novelinee

Change Partners

Dancing to your tune I move gingerly
A misstep would be unwise causing pain
and I’m careful to avoid injury
fearing I’ll be your perennial bane
Imagining a new movement sequence
I pray for music to finally change
as I choreograph a new frequence
A change of partner giving me free range
It seems to me to be a fair exchange


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Laura Bloomsbury is hosting D'Verse Poets - Meet at the Bar tonight
and as it is the ninth day of the ninth month she has prompted us with
a form that is new to me called the Novelinee. It is a nine line poem
with an a,b,a,b,c,d,c,d,d sequence.

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Perfect Life

Perfect Life

I pin my hopes and dreams
on a cork-less board
and watch them fall
empty and unfulfilled
to the floor below

Time after time I wonder,
was there a hiccup
in my biological make up
convincing me to believe
things that will never be?

In my mind’s eye is a vista
of a life of perfection
One I am meant to be living
But it never becomes reality
Patience stretched to snapping

Disillusioned but not beaten
I continue to pin hopes and dreams
wherever they might adhere
Because one day, perhaps
something will eventually stick


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Pin - Stream of Consciousness
Biological - Word of the Day
Vista - RDP

Threads of Life

Threads of Life

Threads of life woven closely 
Connecting us to others

In such beautiful patterns
Of rich color and texture

At times they’re stretched to breaking
Or bound together in strength

When a thread comes to an end
We cling tightly to our own

Or perhaps latch on to others
To weave a new design

Coordinated creations
Connecting colorful strands

Hoping it will become strong
And remain unknotted 

The design harmonious
in basic simplicity

Sometimes it is rough and frayed
Or intricate and complex

When pulled from its given form 
It might distort or lose shape

It will be what it will be 
But not for want of trying



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Sanaa is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has asked us to look at
Korean Poetry, in particular the form called Kasa.  It calls for four
couplets of seven syllables per line.  You can read more about if at
the D'verse.com page. This was the first time I attempted this form and
I got carried away with the length and ended up with eleven couplets! Oh well. 


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Fly Free

Fly Free

Would that I might fly the nest south
to be a snowbird escaping winter’s cold
and bask in sunshine sprinkling her
diamonds on crystal waters 
Where gentle breezes ruffle feathers
and I might preen in the warmth of her fire

Would that I be free from this frigid prison
and flap my wings freely with my flock
Shedding my wintry grey garb
for colors of the sea and sand and sky
Then, when earth is ready to waken
Would that I return to for its rebirth


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Sarah is hosting D'Verse Poets and has prompted us with the story
of Persephone.  My interpretation is that of someone trapped, away from
sunlight and a desire to be free from her confines.

Poetics: Persephone.

Risky Business

Risky Business

In the world of love
I lived in a time of famine
Closed to receive
Focused only on raising a child
In years of wilderness
When nothing would grow
in barren fields
Unfed, undernourished, unwanted
Until
Stars aligned
and the sun kissed the earth
Not once, but twice
I stared at two suitors
Tall, handsome,
he must have made a mistake
And quirky, funny,
we talked until dawn
Now I, fed and watered,
must choose
What is the risk and reward?
I will not know
Until I do
 
 
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Tricia Sankey is guest host tonight at D'Verse Poets and has prompted
us with the word Risk.

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Message

Message

In dreams 
black lions stare
as you gape in wonder
Irrational thoughts
prevail in your heart
But your mind senses
a foreboding 
of what might come
It is speaking to you 
Listen!
Bury your head
in the sand no longer
Step back, step aside
Empty the mind of untruths
and broken promises
collected over time
Take off the blinders
See the world for what it is
Not the one you have chosen to live in
Come back from the wilderness
“Do or do not, there is no try.”
You no longer have to live
in a prison of your own making
 
 
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Mish is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with
lines from famous movies.  From the many she suggested, I chose
the following to include in my poem.
 
“Do or do not, there is no try.” – Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back, 1980 

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Where Are You Langston Hughes?

Where Are You Langston Hughes?

It is in these moments
that I look for you
I struggle desperately
trying to understand
what is going on around me
I am confused and I am hurt
The pain I feel
at the atrocities I witness
leave me gasping for air
I need you to help me
You have seen much worse
in your life
You have suffered the hatred
cast upon you
and lived with the bigotry
When I am with you in Harlem
I am comforted
Looking deep into your knowing eyes
and down to your soul
You have honed the skill 
of forgiveness 
Which I do not have
and unsure if I ever will
You live in this ugly world
You face your critics and the racists
yet you are never fazed
Showing those who would do you harm
that you are always the better person 
Please teach me how
to use my words as you did
Wrapping up the hatred
and indifference in poetic verse 
I want to learn from the strength
you found by sharing with the world
how to rise up above this horror
By knowing your worth
in times of adversity
That we might also feel your pain
and soothe our own
Show me, I beg you
I want to understand
I must be released
I too, am America


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Laura Bloomsbury is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us to choose a favorite poet and either write about him or her or write to them directly in the first person.  One of my favorite poets is Langston Hughes.
A Harlem Renaissance poet of the 1920s whose poetry resonates with me on so many levels. The last line of my poem is from his poem "I, too"
Read about him at the Poetry Foundation
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