Hope

The holiday weekend is fast approaching, and while I have to work, I hope the rest of you will have a chance to relax and appreciate your friends, families, and the freedom which makes all this possible. There are several friends both in my personal circle, as well as in cyberspace who are struggling with some serious personal challenges. For you, especially, I offer the following poem.
 

HOPE

 

Teasing it out, buying bread

And trying to buy time,

Watching the giddy shine

Of humming bird

Returning to the bee-balm,

The lowering storms

Riding over and past us,

And the monarchs, their figured wings

Vivid as stained glass,

Gliding, hanging on for the full count

like last batters in the

in the bottom of the ninth,

or discrete cells

intact beneath the microscope,

and everywhere the dead

waking in the proffered resurrection

of midsummer hosta and mint,

cannas and black-eyed susans,

marigolds and the sun,

with jeweled exactitude

rising on the brimming

mornings of the world.

 

Carol Tufts

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12 Responses to Hope

  1. Cheryl says:

    I loved the poem and it is fitting for so many in blogland right now…I am glad you are part of our little community.
     
    Cheryl

  2. Jaime Campbell says:

    Thank you, my friend.  Beautiful.
     
    Jaime.

  3. redvelvet says:

    Thanks Jorge… I was up until 3 am writing last night… not just the poem but some other pieces, too… I started that particular poem a few months ago but could never get anywhere with it until last night… Glad you appreciate my efforts… do you ever think you might post your version? I would like to read it…
     
     

  4. Marie says:

    Thank you, my dear friend. 
    I hope you will have a good weekend, too. 
    Happy "4th of July"!!
    Hugs, Marie

  5. Réka Renáta says:

    hello thanks your comments! you are so kind 🙂
    are you hungarian also? 🙂
    wow.. you have amazing photos.. i see you travelled around the world a lot 🙂
    you are lucky!

  6. Gelert says:

    Hi Jorge. Yes, I liked the poem too. I keep forgetting its the fourth of July thing over there. Are you working the whole time? Is it just a one-day thing?

  7. Stephen Craig says:

    Jorge,  I really like this poem.  Have a good weekend and as ever be well.  Stephen

  8. PJ says:

    Good Afternoon Jorge,
     
    THANKS . I will be back soon.
     
    Lovely poem and Happy 4th to you, my friend.
    ~*~Paula~*~

  9. Beach Bum says:

    Beautiful poem – and so right for this time of year – with our gardens in full bloom.  Happy 4th to you too…

  10. A Utah Woman Am I says:

    Hey there Jorge.
     
    You have to work this weekend?  Man, that is never fun.  Though I am sure you will make it through okay.  Afterall, so many people are going out of town this weekend.  Everywhere we look there are signs of hope–a message I think this poem says very well.  We just need to find them.  And never stop spreading hope and/or looking for it.
     
    You thoughts on my last post are inspiring a blog entry.  What would you like said in your epitaph?  Interesting thoughts.  Who would you want to be at your funeral…etc..  I suppose such things are for a future entry!
     
    I hope your weekend turns out wonderful!  Take care!
     
    Kelsey

  11. Pamela says:

    Thank you for the poem…
    Happy Independence Day to you and yours, Jorge.
    Be well.
    Peace.

  12. Betty says:

    Thank you, Jorge, for the uplifting message of hope.  Actually, these days, I find there is only hope.  Anything else is fear and despair and I don\’t think we were meant to live in fear and despair. 
    Thanks for reminding me that despite difficulties there is so much for which to be grateful.
    Betty

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