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harsh reality, homeless, Hope, hopelessness, lesley fletcher, poem, poetry
Hope Minus Hope – (a free-write)
Without the frigid
Lullaby of midnight
That chills me
Fights me – keeps me closer
To myself
How could I ever languish
On sun-lit pavement
Appreciating rays of hope
To warm me – spark me
Light my inner fire
To see me though
To the other side
Of living hell
When sets the sun
This winter’s eve
And many more.
“Winter Forest” Monoprint 2011
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Lesley Fletcher is a writer (freelance, books, content, lyrics,stage plays) as well as a visual artist specializing in monoprints. To learn more about her please visit the tabs here on WordPress or her website at http://www.LesleyFletcher.com
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sensitive and beautifully written and the mono print works so well with your words…
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Thanks John – appreciated 🙂
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Nice Lesley.
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Simple works sometimes, thanks. I like your new photo – you look divine.
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Hi Lesley. A friend once told me – you’ll never know how it feels to be up – if you’ve never felt down. You have said that with such eloquence. Thank you.
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Absolutely right Mary but some people are more taxed on that path than others. I was thinking of all the homeless and what a harsh winter they have gone through. Really saddening. (thanks – blush)
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What a lovely treatment of the way we need both hope and warmth as well as tough time. Yin and yang…
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Thank you – I am always interested to know how people perceive what I write. I was thinking that Hope Minus Hope may come off negative but you have once again let me know that it really depends on the nature of whoever reads it.
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