Hope

Hope

A Poem by Lori Brown Boniciolli
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Life

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Hope

Hope does not spring eternal, Mr. Pope.

It must be fed; preferring hearts, brains, and lungs.

Stoke or croak, you could say.

Fuel the blaze!  Make it grow!

But careful, careful...

The flame can engulf and consume;

eat it's keeper.


First they are one.

then they are gone.





© 2016 Lori Brown Boniciolli



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This is beautiful and so poignant, great work

Posted 1 Year Ago


'hope', hope is for children...for those with scar tissue, fresh air and mountains is better medicine...to sit by an ocean long enough to disappear is the heart of healing...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Wise words indeed:) another great write:)

Posted 2 Years Ago


a fair taste of awareness... and the end was very real.

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Added on April 13, 2016
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