As midnight approached, I took the old year in the palm of my hand and squeezed. The first bell chimed and I opened my fist. The new year shone there, hope and diamond bright. Now I am not afraid.
hope
23 December
always know the worst may come
snow on the early-budded roses
see the beauty of hope in the darkness
inspired by John
on the sea
on the sea
the rain is falling
sweet water softening the salt
one day soon
these showers will pass
through the window
through the window skies are blue
warm light lying still and new
in this place of dreams come true
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hope
hope
hope and expectation
a swift heart-clutching dread
please
it’s the hope
a longlasting eye-closing dread
fear of the future
close to hope for the worst
and then deliverance
the stab and realisation
as the hope swirls away
acceptance
and almost enjoyment
in the wild land
in the wild land the thistle
sways
but is never broken
promises held chest tight
hope never forsaken
powder falls
powder falls as dust
in the meantime so hopeful
we do all we must
injection
if you could pump my arm full of resilience
my heart hard-filled with hope
I would have no need for medicines
and perhaps again I could love
hope spring forever
hope spring forever
Then summer stopping all our tears
autumn winter yes
hope spring green
hope spring green spring hope
warning songs heard as welcome
sunshine shapes desire
simonsalento 