Celebrating a Year

week 551 ~ a small fragment of hope though unbidden

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a small fragment of hope though unbidden
lingers near the corner of my vision
not leading forward for truth still hidden
paints a future unknown how can I shun
the light imaginary though it may
be at this moment still waiting to shine
to illuminate the dream that won’t say
its name not yet the one that could be mine
or could remain stillborn in this climate
of uncertain weather harsh refusals
pound like driving rain I try to time it
to break for the door but life bamboozles
me at every turn flaunting its disguise
I teeter perplexed wishing to be wise

Written by mairmusic

May 5, 2019 at 7:15 pm

Posted in May, sonnet

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  1. Hoppe is that hidden ember beneath the ashes.

    slpmartin

    May 5, 2019 at 7:45 pm


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