Why is it that when I look out the window
in the hope of finding truth,
my soul cries and hope dies
when I see doubt streaked, stained glass
through these tainted, strained eyes.
Why can't I trust
that every second is supposed to happen.
That blended memories, brief now moments and
what may come are all
pieces of a perfectly planned puzzle.
Then I remember..
I've felt this way before many times over.
And each time, I found hope when,
and only when I was hopeful.
For hope is born of hope.
I open the window
Feel the gentle, fresh breeze on my desolate skin
It radiates through to my aching heart.
Even though I can't see what lies ahead
I feel the hope growing from within.
I stop looking down
My spirits rise with my eyes.
A sense of freedom accompanies
many alleviated sighs
Without hope,
I am but the dirt that I will leave behind.
With hope,
the possibilities are beyond
the limitations of my humanity.
I must be hopeful,
leap into the unknown,
believe without seeing
and above all, I must never forget that
I am not alone.
A contest entry
- I need HOPE by yourbentangel.
400 points, ended November 19, 2007, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Hope For Tomorrow by CherryOnTop.
2200 points, ended January 6, 2008, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Protect Life by Arkbear.
3300 points, ended July 16, 2008, 30 entries
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Thank You!!
Thank You for Your entry: My Spirits Rise
This piece tugged hard at my Spirit, I read Your words several times and I Love the line: My spirits rise with my eyes also the last line which grabs~
I am not alone...
I imagine there are others who could relate to what You speak- and the Journey traveled
I'm Blessed You are here
Excellent Voice to Inspire
Powerful images You have brought forth
Thank You for sharing Your Heart also Spirit!
Best wishes to You in the contest Sweet Soul
**Judging will be done shortly...
Many blessings too
and much love & light~ Desire~*~
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There is so much to ive for and hope for Great write.
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A very wise and well considered walk forwards into 'hope' and light.
'For hope is born of hope.'
'I must be hopeful,
leap into the unknown,
believe without seeing
and above all, I must never forget that
I am not alone.'
Excellent response!
Sol
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Inspiring message to all .. Let hope shine brightly!
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Great job. Inspirational. Thanks for sharing.
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Hello there ~
First off, I want to thank you for sharing this write........these words here are my strength today..>>>>>
Why can't I trust
that every second is supposed to happen.
That blended memories, brief now moments and
what may come are all
pieces of a perfectly planned puzzle.
Then I remember..
I've felt this way before many times over.
And each time, I found hope when,
and only when I was hopeful.
For hope is born of hope.Even though I can't see what lies ahead
I feel the hope growing from within.
With hope,
the possibilities are beyond
the limitations of my humanity.I must be hopeful,
leap into the unknown,
believe without seeing
and above all, I must never forget that
I am not alone.Sorry to post so many of your words and not so many of mine.....but yours are what we need to hear right now.....God bless you,
Bear ~
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Amen to this write
Often in fear we remain within the hell given to us .Unknowing that within one movement it can be turned to a life of love and joy . Never give up and would you rather fear where you are or fear the unknown and stay within the bondage of the hell you so reside in right now . Take that step and set yourself free
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VEry Inspiring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A great lesson of hope here how hope is born of hope.Very profound statement there!!! You pulled yourself out of the arkness with the light of hope.Good for you!!!Thanks for sharing your hope with me and others and touching our lives with your words of hope as well!!!!~~Toni~~
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Well, I like the way you started out, with the image of the stained glass, but then you quickly lapse into telling instead of showing. You use way too many adjectives. An adjective's job is to tell, but it is the poet's job to show, so instead of telling me:
Feel the GENTLE, FRESH breeze on my DESOLATE skin
It radiates through to my ACHING heart.
Show me gentle and fresh, show me desolate, and show me aching. On top of everything else, these adjectives are cliche. If you do use an adjective, make it an interesting one, one that draws contrast, for example:
The breeze was cool ecstasy on the desert of my skin.
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'Then I remember..
I've felt this way before many times over.
And each time, I found hope when,
and only when I was hopeful.
For hope is born of hope.'
thats my favourite stanza, was amazing, && we can only truly hope, when we are hopful.
Thansk for entering, good luck in my contest [=
♥
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good poem, its one of a more emotional travelling, but i liked it
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Hope grows only from hope huh...? Great write! I loved this poem! Thank you so much for taking time to enter my contest and I wish you luck!
Secrets
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Good luck and thank you for entering my contest.
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I really like this.. the only thing that I was not fond of was the repetitive use of the word born... however the message was just what I needed. Thank you very much for entering!
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Thank you for your feedback. I looked back at my overuse of the word 'born' and I agree with you. I have taken that particular stanza out. Hope that's allowed, in the rules. Really enjoyed writing for this contest and sincerely hope that things improve for you. :-)
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