Mending

waking up and waving the flag of hope

I tuck my dreams under my sleeves

I shrug off the smirks of the enemies

I pull the moments of revelation

I tie my self to the rope of destination

with flair of living not just existing

I make truce with destiny

I hand my trust and walk free

I gaze up to the homeless stars

effulgent as they are

they brighten the path

 and mend my faith

Reviews

[Shirlena]

I like this poem. It's well worded and filled with so much hope for the future and a new day.

[Coyote Poetry]

"I make truce with destiny
I hand my trust and walk free"
I enjoyed the complete poem. Without hope and faith we have nothing. I like the ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Ruth]

Sublime imagery here...trust is not given easily...re-connection and faith to go on are hard...combined and wanted, the world can move :) x

[Mike Emil]

living verses existing
mike emil approves
HAI!!!

[MsJewel]

Beautifully optimistic and such a wonderfully uplifting poem. Thanks for the RR - I enjoyed this one very much.

:) Julie

[Latifa]

thank you for the read darling

[Tam Warink]

You've been doing a lot of ::that:: lately it seems. It's nice to read you're still in-motion.

100 starry revelations

[Latifa]

thank you Tam and happy new year

[Tam Warink]

Oh, thank you Latifa! Happy New Year to you too! ^_^

[Mark]

I like this poem. Determined and hopeful!

[Leslie Philibert]

nice, optimistic write, good job

[wordman]

hold that head up high and march on

[R. L. Hill]

Very beautiful and rather uplifting.