Hope

 

I fall

like Spring rain

sprinkling the ordinary

with imaginary color.

 

I drop

drop, drop

from an unseen Hand.

 

Waiting to be taken

up and begin again,

content in the pattern.

 

Reviews

[Fernando Pessoa]

Emily, this is a beautiful representation of hope and hope's life it gives to us. Like rain, it renews us in every way. :)

“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
― Emily Dickinson

[Emily B]

Thank you :)

[Phill Oz O'fee]

My interpretation of this beautiful compassionate composition was an encapsulation of a “spiritual rebirth" of the human soul, contrasting against a physical birth experience.

Definitely has that ‘Hummm’ factor!

Phillip

[Valentine]

This gave me two visions of thought..One rain falling from the angels weeping, the other, the dripping of paint from my paintbrush when I am trying to create and image..A very interesting write..Kathie

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Beautiful.

[paul]

'content in the pattern' - beautiful

[Sean Allen]

Well done Emily, proof that just a few words can say alot!

[Rossen]

In your element "with imaginary color."

[Siddhartha]

and thus the circle closes...and life begins anew...beautiful...

P.s.-Thanks to Serah for making me find some wonderful poets here...

[Akshat♥]

Deep thinking poem..
really liked it..especially the ending..
it make me feel:)
nicely done. . .

[Bennett Logan]

I've been away from WC for a while, and this poem makes me glad to be back! Fantastic poem.

You make such a common cycle seem new with such specific and unique details. As always, awesome stuff!

[Abdul Aziz]

Beautiful. Your words paint a memorable picture.

"Sprinkling the ordinary
with imaginar color"
Superb!

You've dealt with the concept of the cycle, or the "pattern", in reference to hope, very skilfully.
Very well written!