Hope was a simple being
She searched for nourishment
She found a mate
Hope loved to fly
UP HIGH, where the endless clouds gave the heavens that earthly glow
As Hope flew, she wished to never come down
The tales of her flight and how she soared spread
When one day, her wings spread ten-fold
Her pride led to the hubris that encompassed her soul
Never to stop
Fed on the nectar of clouds
IMMORTAL
The pain came suddenly
Her wing throbbed
She fell from the heavens
Hope felt the wind pass through her wings
-Dropping air pressure
The impact of the earth, that GROUNDING force
As the shadow stood after her
She was lifted
Too tired to move
No longer able to imbibe the nectar of the clouds
Hope's head hung low
Before the heaviness sank in
The color of the words spoken drifted in the air
"A nice catch that bird is, quick-footed with grace, but too distanced with reality to hold fear. It's one in a million, for they fly drunk, starved, and crazed."
And the words were RED
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Brilliant!
(I laud how much dedicated skill went into this
most impassioned, poignant poem
the hours of edits it took to unbalance
your eloquence
keeping your delivery off-beat, on purpose
so as to invoke a sense of dissonance
in order for the reader to relate, to the nuanced
stunted scream of enraged defeat
these words portray,
is executed with such practised skill..)
such a powerful way for me
to be introducing to your Art
you have a most unique and brilliantly brave, poetic voice
I feel I may be a mere Icarus, of a wannabe poet
to your
poetic metaphor's, majestic 'Hope'
still
I may know little, but I know enough
to bow to your superior talent, dear Poet
thank you for choosing to share
stay strong!
WOW! Thank you so much! You are giving me much more credit than I believe I deserve. This poem was merely a reflection of Emily Dickinson\'s poem about \"Hope is the thing with wings.\" I just wanted to say thank you so much for the compliment again. I hope that your days are filled with the calm breeze of the future and peaceful nostalgia.
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