Hope

 

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.

 

Reviews

[Fernando Pessoa]

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

[Emily B]

Thank you :)

[Doug]

i was, for some reason, reminded of the idea of reincarnation.

-doug-

[closed]

Charming.

Born, and then reborn again.

Just as the Phoenix.



-Dream

[BrokenButterfly]

This is a well written piece, thank you for sharing it with us.

[Leah Simone]

the rhthym of drop drop drop played nicely in this rain of hope - to be drawn up and begin again. This was a very comforting poem - thank you for that.

[Tamme]

I like the theme. It's kinda reminds me of what goes up must come down except the other way around... :) What falls will eventually rise again.... which, quiet honestly, I like much better.

[Rockebah]

I love the analogies you made especially in the first stanza. it was beautiful. And the use of imagery was well played making this a good piece of writing.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Very pretty, quite beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Danielle Asher]

i just fell in love with this piece. I drop drop drop ...
oh it just rolls right off your tongue. Beautiful!

[Dezaraye]

Emily, I love your first stanza.

I fall
like Spring rain
sprinkling the ordinary
with imaginary color.

This is so alive! Alive with imagery and with feeling. I love the images that came to my mind when I read this piece. Your ending is perfect ... content. Gorgeous words!

[PoemRodent]

A imagery to melt the fabric in mind... So well penned and with great care and yet simple like a flower in the wind.

Love and thoughts,

Dostani