Hope keeps me guessing
Keeps me waiting as if in line
Keeps me expecting change
Wanting more
Wanting something that may never be
She entices
Keeps us reaching
Is she an illusion, a dream
Is she a fairytale
Where is the end to the waiting
Where is the end to the wanting
Do we give up hope
Will today suffice
Will what I’m dealt this moment be adequate
Can I give up hope
Can I sit with reality and be satisfied
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Author:
Katie B. (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
Important questions raised in this poem. Nicely penned
Thanks so much for the feedback. : )
A poem of questions that add one upon the other. Personification of hope is well done here. Nicely written Katie
T}hanks so much for the feedback : )
You are most welcome Katie
Nice writing, Katie, a poem of questions.
There's always hope (until there isn't).
Hopefully, it’s good guessing 🙏🏻🕊️
Katie… this carries that restless tension…those questions keep pulling forward without letting anything settle. I’ve been in that space between hoping and accepting, and you captured it in a real, grounded way. Strong piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Time has two beauties. It goes by and it changes.
Be hopelessly hopeful.
God bless
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