Least Read Poems About Hope
#hope
Least read poems about hope. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
Sailing into the Sun
Hope is always a moving target
elusive…
yet still conducive
to a most graceful way to age
While sailing to the east
chasing a rising sun
ending before it has begun
to turn the tattered page
As I now embrace the day
taking precious time
to listen to Her rhyme
lines forever sage
Sailing into the sun
with a most grateful heart
the perfect place to start
to at long last engage
elusive…
yet still conducive
to a most graceful way to age
While sailing to the east
chasing a rising sun
ending before it has begun
to turn the tattered page
As I now embrace the day
taking precious time
to listen to Her rhyme
lines forever sage
Sailing into the sun
with a most grateful heart
the perfect place to start
to at long last engage
#hope
#sea
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#dawn
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A Return to Taos
It is like I never even left
despite these five years
these countless wept tears
leaving me left so bereft
But nestled near the slope
watching gentle flakes fall
redeeming us all
I know hope never loses hope
As I take that very first run
carve across the mountain face
reestablishing my rightful place
in this land of snow and sun
Chilled tears in my eyes
paint an impressionist scene
with colors white, blue and green
while I again relish Her surprise
How life will not be denied
no...
despite these five years
these countless wept tears
leaving me left so bereft
But nestled near the slope
watching gentle flakes fall
redeeming us all
I know hope never loses hope
As I take that very first run
carve across the mountain face
reestablishing my rightful place
in this land of snow and sun
Chilled tears in my eyes
paint an impressionist scene
with colors white, blue and green
while I again relish Her surprise
How life will not be denied
no...
#hope
#death
#nature
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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Festive
Outspoken feats,
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
#happiness
#hope
#dance #passion
#dance #passion
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Second Wind
I’m sweating letters from my pores
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
#hope
#rhyming
#frustration
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Waking Early
Poetry Response to “Why
I Wake Early” ~ Mary Oliver
It is why I cannot sleep in
longing so to begin
peel free the citrus dawn
unwrap the black paper
shrouding this night
For each sunrise is a surprise
a gift box full of light
meant for me to hold tight
brighten the cold dark
again lighten my heart
I Wake Early” ~ Mary Oliver
It is why I cannot sleep in
longing so to begin
peel free the citrus dawn
unwrap the black paper
shrouding this night
For each sunrise is a surprise
a gift box full of light
meant for me to hold tight
brighten the cold dark
again lighten my heart
#hope
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#MaryOliver
#dawn
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On the Water
Just give me a shimmering sea
a following wind following me
a chance to make amends
for the life of one who pretends
Simply killing time
jotting down scraps of rhyme
doing anything to avoid
this life left forever devoid
As I do seek to finally find
the succulent fruit within the rind
finding it bittersweet
within this emptiness replete
Always seeming to head somewhere
but never actually arriving there
this contentment ever elusive
fleeing a past ever more abusive
And yet it is here I...
a following wind following me
a chance to make amends
for the life of one who pretends
Simply killing time
jotting down scraps of rhyme
doing anything to avoid
this life left forever devoid
As I do seek to finally find
the succulent fruit within the rind
finding it bittersweet
within this emptiness replete
Always seeming to head somewhere
but never actually arriving there
this contentment ever elusive
fleeing a past ever more abusive
And yet it is here I...
#hope
#sea
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
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Dear Corona
Dear Corona,
I want to thank you
For all you have done for me
Thank you for all of your fear porn
Thank you for the fascist government
Thank you for the paranoia
Thank you for the loneliness
Thank you for financial ruin
Thanks for the insidious erosion of my life
But tonight I run from you
Not in fear, but in defiance
I choose sunlight over shadows
I choose my friends embrace over social distancing
I choose love and sex over fear and loathing
I run from you, I choose life
Fuck you and your fear
Fuck...
I want to thank you
For all you have done for me
Thank you for all of your fear porn
Thank you for the fascist government
Thank you for the paranoia
Thank you for the loneliness
Thank you for financial ruin
Thanks for the insidious erosion of my life
But tonight I run from you
Not in fear, but in defiance
I choose sunlight over shadows
I choose my friends embrace over social distancing
I choose love and sex over fear and loathing
I run from you, I choose life
Fuck you and your fear
Fuck...
#strength
#hope
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Sea Foam
This snowy white froth
feels its bliss
makes its hiss
spreading out wide
in a gesture of hope
with an infinite slope
feels its bliss
makes its hiss
spreading out wide
in a gesture of hope
with an infinite slope
#hope
#sea
#water
#nature
#peace
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Cruise Control
What is going on?
I cannot write to save my life
My inspiration just died on someone’s lawn
Give it CPR I told my wife
The rhythm just marched right out of me
I’m brain dead but never comatose
Chilly in my bones
With a side of runny nose
Breaking glass houses with sticks and stones
The lights are on but nobody’s home
I’m netflix and chillin
Searchin for a villain
Counting a hundred million
Reasons not to get this penicillin
I’m under the weather, cruise control
I cannot write to save my life
My inspiration just died on someone’s lawn
Give it CPR I told my wife
The rhythm just marched right out of me
I’m brain dead but never comatose
Chilly in my bones
With a side of runny nose
Breaking glass houses with sticks and stones
The lights are on but nobody’s home
I’m netflix and chillin
Searchin for a villain
Counting a hundred million
Reasons not to get this penicillin
I’m under the weather, cruise control
#anxiety
#hope
#courage
#boredom
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Broken
I am chipped,
Worn around the edges
Energy stripped
Tarnished to my liking
My pen is dry
Poor and brittle
Soft, yet smooth
Lacking motivation
My thoughts are overweight
In dire need of exercise
On the fritz of exploding
My eyes fight to stay open
My subconscious is numb
Operating on fumes
Feeding its misery
I can’t shake this slump
Worn around the edges
Energy stripped
Tarnished to my liking
My pen is dry
Poor and brittle
Soft, yet smooth
Lacking motivation
My thoughts are overweight
In dire need of exercise
On the fritz of exploding
My eyes fight to stay open
My subconscious is numb
Operating on fumes
Feeding its misery
I can’t shake this slump
#hope
#courage
#confusion
#boredom
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Hands2Hands (Revised)
Hands 2 Hands entwines
Forehead. touchings
purest intent, love divines
Searching for expressions no words can we define
intoxicated kisses from lips of red wines
Beneath the stares of our shooting stars eyes
Neither one of us wants to end this beautiful twilight
As we sit here holding each other tight
I want to be that love diary you read At bed every night
let not your heart be troubled
For deep within the the ink of my pages My vowels of beautiful syllabus outlines and phrases
My humbllings to be...
Forehead. touchings
purest intent, love divines
Searching for expressions no words can we define
intoxicated kisses from lips of red wines
Beneath the stares of our shooting stars eyes
Neither one of us wants to end this beautiful twilight
As we sit here holding each other tight
I want to be that love diary you read At bed every night
let not your heart be troubled
For deep within the the ink of my pages My vowels of beautiful syllabus outlines and phrases
My humbllings to be...
#love
#hope
#romantic
#FallingInLove
#support
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Seabreeze
I do love the tease
of a cool salty breeze
feel it sting my reverent eyes
while I scan the grey horizon
Watching sea meet sky
how they are able to defy
the limits of thought
the limits of imagination
For the things I now see
set my spirit gamboling free
to some kinder forgotten time
to some ever distant shore
While white frothy waves
wash away weathered graves
the fear of death
drowns in this hope
As I still await the sun
for this new new day now begun
to share it golden rays ...
of a cool salty breeze
feel it sting my reverent eyes
while I scan the grey horizon
Watching sea meet sky
how they are able to defy
the limits of thought
the limits of imagination
For the things I now see
set my spirit gamboling free
to some kinder forgotten time
to some ever distant shore
While white frothy waves
wash away weathered graves
the fear of death
drowns in this hope
As I still await the sun
for this new new day now begun
to share it golden rays ...
#hope
#sea
#beach
#TruthOfLife
#dawn
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Hope