The Hope that Lies Beyond

...A dream of the resurrection of the spirit...

 

A stormy moon.  Photographer: pullarf. License: Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic. This image has been modified from the original.  The original image can be seen at http://www.flickr.com/photos/puliarfanita/5539685471/sizes/o/in/photostream/

 

 

The Hope that Lies Beyond

 

 Inspired by Great Aunt Astri’s poem “THE HOPE THAT LIES BEYOND HOPE” (http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/greatauntastri/1239458/). Thank you, Dear Lady!

Oh, how life's trials consumed my heart!

I faced each day in dread

My life was so devoid of joy

Held woe I could not shed

And desparate to end this curse--

To find from pain release--

I lifted goblet to my lips

Drank full, then slipped to peace

 

And as I slept upon my bed

A dream appeared to me

It seemed that I in water swam

Then sank into the sea

 

And down and down my body sank

Pulled down into the deep

I felt my lungs about to burst--

Prepared for final sleep

 

But on the bottom’s rippled sands

Were sunken ships arrayed

The ships not in sad disrepair

But stately were displayed

 

No rotting timber marred their hulls

No mud-encrusted sterns

This not a death-bed of the deep

These ships by God ne'er spurned

 

This not a graveyard damp and dark--

Wrecks ravaged by petards

No ghostly sailors beyond hope

No soul from heaven barred

 

But proudly sails were hoisted high

Filled full by current drafts

The sight did draw from me a sigh

To see such spritely crafts

 

And as these vessels strained to move--

To free hulls from the sands

Methought I heard a Captain cry

“Me hearties, next stop land!”

 

And spirit crews did then appear

Trimmed sails and manned the ropes

So lively did the sailors move

My God, it gave one hope!

 

Then clouds did move from overhead

And light of moon did gleam

Jeweled rays of light cut through the sea

And lit this brilliant scene

 

Then slowly from their watery graves

The ships began to move

Their hulls now free from sandy bar--

Untimely death reproved!

And then the Captain looked at me

He winked, then turned, he, back

I heard him cry out to his men

"Now Laddies, mind her tack"

And as the vessels pulled away

In water I did rise

Then somehow walked a sun-lit beach

With life restored as prize

And gazing at the sun, amazed

I clutched myself in tears

Oh how my life had been so blessed

I'll cherish all my years!

Then I awoke upon my bed--

My fears all swept away

Oh was this dream or was this truth?

I really cannot say

 

And yet I’ll always cherish this--

This vision of my dream

And whether true or whether false

I’m stronger so it seems

 

And I can see those sunken ships--

Can see them sail away

And now can face the world again!

Find joy in every day

 

 

©2013 Richard Puetter

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Reviews

[Great Aunt Astri]

You've done a wonderful job of this! It does sound like a sea shanty and you have created order into the 'chaos' of my poem. The scientific mind v the artistic mind! Both valid, of course! The poem sounds really quite dramatic when read aloud! Congratulations.

[Aleah Bissen]

I love how dramatic and melodic it is. Though it was long, I just wanted to keep reading! That's how you know that it's a great read.

[KC]

love this! please check out my writing too! & please tell your friends about me!

[Shasha]

It's so nice to read. Really a wonderful job. Impressive words and lines.

[Davina]

Loved your poem. Really wonderful to read. A nice, light tone intermeshed with the important message being conveyed. Davina

[FaeryQueen]

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[Lyingwithlions]

Bravo! With each one after an other, I' become more in awe with your writing.

Your words and the way you use them have an elegance that I admire.

[Roland Petrov]

My theory is that there are a finite number of DNA sequences, and if the one that is responsible for you comes around again, you'll be back! Even if true, it's actually irrelevant because there'll be no memory of having been here before. I'm just glad to be an observer of the universe doing my duty. I do resurrect some spirit every evening, usually wine, and sometimes I feel like a sunken ship in the morning, but I digress. I'm here to congratulate you on a fine poem. What is dream and what is truth is arguably one of the most profound questions one can ask, isn't it? If not, that's OK too.

[Nicki]

Wow! This was wonderful! The rhyming was really impressive as it was maintained throughout the entire poem. Also I loved the line "Jeweled rays of light cut through the sea" Great Imagery!

[Inci 2]

Hauntingly beautiful!! Loved the rhyme scheme.
Your description of the sea took me to another zone.the msg was great. Life is a blessing that we must be thankful for

Thanks for sharing :)