Until Hope is No Longer a Ghost

Where the moon has called you mine
I will conquer all of my tears
Gather them from among the grasses
Where they have cut my heart
Like shards of glass

I will watch the clouds as they move
Across the hills of dreams
Until hope is no longer just a ghost
I have painted into a corner
Of wounded victory

This battle will no longer be my king
Suppose to be will now reign
I will not miss these tears of mine
For I will be shielded forever
From this.............
My pain

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

"This battle will no longer be my king" I like this part the best because that is the trap that we fall into, we fight for the battle and not for the outcome. We pick our battles unwisely and that hurts us more. Tears cleanse us and I know I don't miss them but I also I need them to stay sane. This is a beautiful soulful write.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

To be from pain and finding shelter, facing our battlegrounds. Great poem my friend.

[Vanessa Rico]

"Until hope is no longer just a ghost"
This is my favorite line. I always remember when the cards are down, there is always hope...even when there seems to be no hope...it is just around the corner! I adore the picture by the way...you always pick out such stunning pictures to enhance your already flawless work!

[Dream Weaver]

It's amazing how words can covet such wounds
and redirect some if not all of the pain in which
is described... Nicely done Neva...

[HopelesslyDevoted]

wow! excellent write!

[Abdul Aziz]

Sometimes, the best way to express sorrow is by a prayer for hope. You create images so beautiful, you provide us a perfect example of that. The battle is long and arduous but we never lose hope that someday, we might be able to make sense of it. Awesome poem again

[Allen Smuckler]

Your imagery is always so clear and concise, I often get lost in its beauty and forget to listen to the words... Not this time though..I felt your pain and loneliness in this poem instantly... Another great, emotional write.
Allen

[Joel M Frye]

I think sometimes I lose the power behind your writing in the beauty of the shape-shifting images you create. The power shows itself more strongly here, but does not detract from the loveliness.

[LA Lorena]

A beautiful poem Neva, it speaks to me that hope is there, just around the corner, if we can only stop and reach for it.

[Lily Mae]

The moon has that habit of calling us out :) A beautiful write Neva.. :) x