Hope

Hope

A Poem by Emily B

 

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.

 

© 2009 Emily B


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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

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Emily B

6 Years Ago

Thank you :)



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lovely poem Emily, drop by drop , just like life.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

amen, amen, amen...can i have the next dance...ed

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Stanza one with one quiet simile, "like Spring rain" you show the quicken the meaning of hope. You give it a smell and a feel. You close the stanza by defining the wide range of hope. I assume that the hand in stanza two is deific in nature, dropping hope down to where we need only scoop it up, and run with it.

It's a beautiful poem that brings to mind the wonderful reason that I found Shawshank to be the most uplifting movie I've ever seen. In a word ... "Hope"

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

There you go again with those soft, elegant, beautiful words.
This poem makes the rain outside my window all the more poignant and inviting. A wonderful accompaniment!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this poem. So delicate, and full of life.

Reminds me of rain drops in their serene tranquility.

The images are smooth, and peaceful.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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I simply love the first verse and the punchline...content in the pattern....that really makes you THINK!

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Posted 15 Years Ago


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Aw, this was so fragile yet so elegant. The first stanza was my favorite. Sprinkling the ordinary with imaginary colour felt so beautiful, I struggle to tell you why. Loved it, I really did.

After a second read, I'm not sure, but I think you could improve the last stanza. Sorry, but the rest is just so good, I think I might be right.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

fantastically inventive, packed with positivism. I liked also very much. thanks, dear Emily for reading my last poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Short and Sweet very nice would like to read more though but righteous poem

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Gentle and hopeful. Perhaps even... refreshing. So few seem satisfied "in the pattern" nowadays. Thank you for this one.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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