sadness reign
she clung to covers
tear soaked rain
daily same
dark clouds pushed all hope away
sun always went down
*
long for love
little girls have fears
never clear
thunder claps
no where to hide from sorrow
storm so near
*
unbroken
words never spoken
standing tall
don’t look back
bright is tomorrow’s token
hope is queen
Today’s prompt at Poet’s United – “Resilience”
Photo: “The Sulker” Jacques Villon 1900
Painting from Paul Mellon collection – National Gallery
Jacques Villon aka Gaston Émile Duchamp (born July 31, 1875 died June 9, 1963) was a French painter and printmaker who was involved in the Cubist movement; later he worked in realistic and abstract styles.
Villon was the brother of artists Suzanne Duchamp, Raymond Duchamp-Villon, and Marcel Duchamp. In 1894 he went to Paris to study law, but, once there, he became more interested in art, and he spent the next 12 years contributing illustrations and cartoons to newspapers. In 1903 Villon was one of the founders of the Salon d’Automne, an exhibiting association that was created as an alternative to the traditional Salon. He began to study painting in 1904.
Nice poem, though sad. 😦
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Hope remains even if sometimes hidden.
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that precious anchor 🙂
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Amen
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Tough, what life deals out, but I’m grateful for Queen Hope–especially when I hear the thunder. I’m going o try to link your poem.
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even when the deck is stacked there is always the queen!
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Beautiful poem there, Lesley. I can so relate to it at the moment </3 A touching poem of sorrow, heartbreak, and hope. "hope is queen" It certainly is. Sometimes it's hard to feel hope because we feel so empty…but if we dare to hope, we will eventually hope 🙂
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Thanks Mabel I always appreciate your visits and your wise words 🙂
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Yes, sorrow can be strengthening.
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Daily same is the test of the most resilient soul – tomorrow – the word which sustains resilience..whether we want it to or not perhaps
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hope is the ultimate queen indeed!
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don’t look back
bright is tomorrow’s token
hope is queen
Sigh… beautifully poignant ❤ ❤
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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The necessity of facing ones fears and continuing well captured in these lines.
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yeah, queen hope helps us to bear….
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News and commented:
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This is beautiful, Leslie, and I most love that it ends with hope. “Bright is tomorrow’s token.” Always.
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Gosh it has to or what would we do with the flotsam of life?
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Heartfelt and beautiful. Loved the last two lines 🙂
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Aww…lost my heart somewhere! Beautiful poem, moondust… Yes, ‘hope is queen’…this will stay with me for long.
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Hope is Queen, indeed! Great ideas here.
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hope is queen – queen of hearts I say…
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Pandora accidentally released all emotions and evils into the world to create havoc except one; hope, which humans now rely on to solve most of their problems.
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Nice end verse. Leave the salt behind says the Queen
Much love…
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