#hope

"Nevermore"

The town sat in decay,

The small buildings once proud.

Rotted, time faded away.

The sign in front, "No Hope Aloud!"


The sky turned dark blue,

as the white moon trudged on.

The smog turned sky, a gahstly hue.

Hung in the air over Cemetary Lawn.


Outside the town sat a small clump of trees.

Sad looking were theese, to tired to sway,

From the slow broken breeze.

As they shivered away.


Up high in their branches, sat a nest.

Home to the heart of the town.

He who sat there had strayed from the rest.

Who's spirit was high and never came down.


The only sound, the implore of the tired old lore.

Quoth the Raven "Nevermore"...

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This piece is my homage to Edgar Allen Poe featuring his Raven.

This poem is about giving up hope on something you love.

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A LITTLE PURPLE FLOWER

They were on the edge of hopelessness…their dream…not going as they planned

until they happened on a little purple flower growing in the sand…

 

And they began to hope again…believing their dream…within their reach

 

when they saw a little purple flower growing on the beach.


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FLYING DOLPHINS

 

The pier was crowded with people…the water shimmered like glass

When a family of dolphins caught everyone’s eyes as they came swimming by en masse.

 

We watched one dolphin jump…I’ve never seen one jump so high…

when a little boy sitting next to us said, “Look, Mommy…did you see that dolphin fly?”

 

“Did you see him, Mommy? Did you see him jump? Dod ups see him touch the sky?”

“I knew dolphins could swim.” He yelled….”But I never dreamed that they could fly!”

 

His mom smiled at his innocence…and a tear fell from her eye.

“How lucky we were to be here, she said…when that dolphin chose to fly.”

 

“You see it doesn’t happen often…we’re not sure the reason why… 

but not many people ever get the chance…to see a dolphin fly.”

 

“I wonder if it’s a sign,” his mom said…”perhaps the dolphin is telling you

not to give up hope…that your dream may still come true.”

 

That some day people will see you jump…they will see you touch the sky…

and another boy will yell out, “Mommy, did you see that little boy fly?”

 

The boy nodded his head an smiled…a smile that filled the air…

 

As they turned to walk away together…as Mom pushed his wheel chair.


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THE WORLD IN WHICH WE SLUMBER

Sometimes I wonder if our world is doomed to dwell in the slumber of ignorance…

and oftentimes I mourn

because it is in our ignorance of other people 

where prejudice is born.

 

Sometimes I wonder if our world is doomed to dwell in the slumber of ignorance…

and oftentimes I’m distraught

because it is in some families, some churches, even in our own own government

where prejudice is taught.

 

Sometimes I wonder if our world is doomed to dwell in the slumber of ignorance…

and oftentimes I’m dejected

because all too often in our world today

prejudice is accepted.

 

Prejudice is a child of ignorance…if we can reason we know it’s wrong

and it’s only when our reasoning is weak that our prejudices are strong…

 

So I hope for a world where the words gender, race, ethnicity, immigrants, refugees, sexual orientation, class, age….and disability

will some day be replaced 

with one word…equality…

 

And I hope one day for a world where love is constantly expanding

where we dwell in the slumber of compassion, in acceptance and understanding.

 

Sometimes I wonder if this dream will ever come true…

but oftentimes it helps me cope…

for I refuse to slumber in a world of ignorance

 

when I can slumber in a world of hope…


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THERE IS STILL HOPE

THERE IS STILL HOPE

 

I’ve been disappointed in my country this week…with what’s been happening across this land

How more and more people are being massacred yet assault rifles are not banned.

 

I am sad to live in a country that isn’t guarding its children and its youth…

where lies flow out of our politicians mouth as easily as truth.

 

Where their solution to this problem…their way to protect their daughters and their sons

is to add more firearms to the equation…. and have our teachers carry guns.

 

I have watched what’s happening with a heavy heart…watched and tried to cope

but lately, despite trying to stay positive…I have been losing hope…

 

And then…

 

This week I saw students come together after their lives were tragically rearranged….

standing up to our ineffectual politicians…and determined to make change.

 

And this week as I watched the leaders of our country and felt agitated and annoyed

two friends of ours had babies… two beautiful baby boys.

 

And this week…with the biggest smile on her face…in fact it was only yesterday…

another friend of ours became a citizen…a citizen of the USA.

 

And yesterday I was reminded of family when Damien, our eldest grandson,

who I’ve watch grow from a baby to a man…had a birthday…. 21!

 

And all this made me realize…

 

Yes there’s a lot of bad happening in the world…which means there’s still so much to do

but if you stop to look around …there’s joy and happiness too….

 

So I can choose to see only the bad in life…and sit around and mope

Or I can accept life’s disappointments…and never give up hope.

 

Hope that there is hope for America…that perhaps it’s not too late…

Hope that in the long run…

 

love will conquer hate.


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NEVER AT A LOSS

In August we left our house in Florida for 10 weeks in NC.

We didn’t prepare for a hurricane…(call it smug complacency).

 

Now we are safe and in our cabin just me and Deborah…(you may remember she’s she’s my spouse)

while a huge hurricane named Irma…is barreling toward our house.

 

Wherever you are…if you’re staying put, on the road or safely in NC

nothing makes you more nervous…than that cone of uncertainty…

 

We do not know what will happen…for us this is a first…

In our hearts we are expecting the best…but we’re ready for the worst.

 

All the times spent waiting and waiting as Irma slowly comes across

makes everyone anxious, edgy, scared…and definitely at a loss…

 

At a loss knowing all this anticipation is a kind of living hell…

At a loss to know what will happen to the places in which we dwell

 

At a loss knowing no weatherman or weather woman can totally assure

that our homes, our friends and families will be safe…will be secure…

 

So now we wait..we wait…we hope…we pray…we keep our fingers crossed

and hope that when Irma’s through with us…we have not experienced a loss…

 

But knowing, if we have, there are people who love us…people who care

who will help us find our way out…of our heartbreak and despair.

 

Who will help us through our struggles…who will help us find a seed

A seed of hope when we need it most…in our time of grief and need…

 

And there is our silver lining…knowing no matter what misfortunes we come across…

 

If we’re surrounded by people who love us…we are never at a loss


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FLOWERS IN THE YARD

Sometimes when things look bleakest when may optimism’s jarred

I take a walk around the house and look for flowers in the yard.

 

For no matter how much the word is filled with misery and despair…

Flowers help remind me there is beauty everywhere.

 

And flowers help me visualize a world where we’re all friends…

For the beauty of the garden is how the colors blend.

 

Life is not always easy…and it often mystifies…

But if, one day, we wish to bloom…then, by God, we’ve got to try…

 

Try to make our world a better place…like the flowers from the seeds

Try to make our world a better place…by our actions and our deeds.

 

For look at all a flower endures…through rain and sleet and snow

And still, somehow, in Spring and Summer that little seedling grows…

 

And its color beautifies our Earth…and brings the world some harmony…

And I smile as some of that beauty cascades down on me.

 

Which is why I hold every flower I see in such a high regard 

And why when my world is crumbling I like to take a walk around my yard…

 

Because each flower is a miracle…Its destiny predefined…

 

And when I stop to delight in one…I see hope for humankind.



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Be silent... be still...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Goes the sound of my beating heart,

Pounding in my chest like a marching drum.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Be silent....

Be still....

 

Delegate! Properiate! Flume!

My mind is swirling, whirring,

rapid conudrum,

Zwoom! Zwoom! Zwoom!

Be silent...

Be still....

 

Tap-Tap! Tap-Tap! Tap-Tap!

The cement my feet do clap,

In their hurried pace,
POST HASTE!

Be silent...

Be still...

 

Nerves unended,

Heart is bounding high,

Sent my life a soaring,

Too scared to breathe,

For I may die.

Be silent...

Be still...

 

One longing touching,

One hopeful stare...

Be silent..

Be still...

 

My heart...

Oh my heart...

Be silent...

Be still..

HAPPY EASTER

In a world that’s fraught with peril…when it’s sometimes hard to cope

Easter is here to remind is…there’s always room for hope.

 

We hope for a better world than this…and though we may be disheartened by what you see

It is our hope and not our unhappiness that shapes our destiny.

 

Hope is believing there is light in the midst of darkness…

with hope in my heart is how I run…

and though I may be disappointed with today…

hope rises tomorrow with the sun.

 

For the beauty in the future is the hope tomorrow brings…

I hope each year for the colors of Fall…that Summer follows Spring

 

I hope we all can realize..we have one home and Earth is what she’s named

I hope we’ll somehow find the courage to treat everyone the same.

 

I hope for a world of peace and love…where everyone is free

living their lives together…in friendship and harmony.

 

Living so that when each one of is gone..

we’ll be remembered affectionately

having left behind a sigh, a smile…

and a happy memory.

 

Yes, Easter is a time for optimism…a time to dream, not time to mope…

 

A time for love, a time for expectation…a time for all of us to hope.


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