“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.”
~ Albert Einstein
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—
And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—
I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
~ Emily Dickinson
Typically at this time of the month we are treated to a prompt by signed…..bkm and we had one ready, but in light of the recent events in Japan we thought more fitting to tap the general feelings of poets around the world. We wanted to use a very important word for this week. That word is hope.
Currently many people hope that things get better, hope that their families are ok, hope they can recover, hope that more disasters are avoided and hope that they can persevere. Poets United also hopes with and for them.
This week write about hope. You don’t have to write about the events in Japan you can tell us about what hope has done or will do for you, your family, your friends or people you don’t even know. We look forward to reading your inspiring words on hope.
If you have a prompt idea (even a Music or Film inspired one) that you would like to suggest or share with us please send it to poetsunited@ymail.com . We keep a folder set aside with all your suggestions and just might use it one day.
There 3 simple rules:
1. Don’t link to more than 3 poems per week.
2. Please visit some of the other poems linked here when you link to yours.
3. Leave a comment after you have posted your link.
It's St. Patrick's Day. I'm not writing about Japan. There, I said it.
ReplyDeletePoets United,
ReplyDeleteMy poem was composed on today St Patrick's Day.
I live with the hope that Ireland can strive to remain, at peace with itself.
Best wishes, Eileen
hope is a child. :)
ReplyDeleteFire that is why there was a tidbit put in there that you can write about anything hopeful. I hope to catch the leprechaun at the end of the rainbow because I need that darn pot of gold to pay for my retirement. Which by the way doesn’t happened for another 20 plus years or so…..sigh
ReplyDeleteSnow Falls is a lament for Japan. The tolling bell reminds us all of our mortality and hopes for the future.
ReplyDeleteHi,
ReplyDeleteThis is what came to my mind when I saw the prompt...
I wrote this one several weeks back. I am ever-hopeful and perpetually optimistic. At times, hope was the only light I had to follow.
ReplyDeleteHowever, like Fireblossom, I'm not ready to dwell in the sorrow today.
I'm always hopeful on the 17th of March.
ReplyDeleteIt's a flora day for my poetry prompts! First clover, now crocus. Crocus and clover...no, that's not right! Anyway,http://lolamousedroppings.blogspot.com/2011/03/hope-with-apologies-to-pope.html
ReplyDeleteHope is like a "pin drop"...it falls to the floor unnoticed, yet it is there just the same. Love this prompt Robb....happy St Paddy's day to everyone! :-)
ReplyDeleteAs it happens,I responded to a different "hope" prompt earlier this month and wrote Hoping For Humor.
ReplyDeleteI am naturally optimistic and hopeful by nature. But the events across the sea are so sorrowful I feel it changing to resignation. I love the prompt though. One must hang onto hope.
ReplyDeleteGreat prompt, Robert.
ReplyDeleteThis was influenced by Japan, this poem..."Wa", which was what Japan used to be called...bla bla....hope you guys can dig it.
ReplyDeleteI wrote this for anyone who lives under oppressive conditions.
ReplyDeletePamela
Oops! Happy St. Paddy's day all!
ReplyDeleteThis poem is about Earth! something to learn for the nature calamities and volunteer
ReplyDeleteI wrote about the hope of Spring, but you will see references to Japan.
ReplyDeleteI wrote on Japan...
ReplyDeleteMy one is from last year but it is about hope.
ReplyDeleteEven here, thousands of miles away from Japan, we can relate to Japan's story, for it is our story too. I have posted a poem on the same calling upon Tororot, the God of the Rising Sun, to intervene.
ReplyDeletewhen one door closes, another door opens,
ReplyDeletelife has to move on,
hope is unkillable.
keep hoping,
Happy Weekend.
linked in one,
Hope is what separates man from beasts; it's a vision of a future better than the present.
ReplyDeleteThis is so weird because this is the first poem i ever memorized! it was my grandma's favorite, too. and i took the little bird from this poem and used the image to re-create my own poem regarding "hope"----on wednesday, before i even saw this prompt! must be something in the universe that is trying to soothe our anxious souls as we greive for Mother Earth...and our fellow men...
ReplyDeleteGetting back to posting here again. I do so enjoy all the comments and reading where others go with the prompt. Hope on!
ReplyDeleteI remember when I discovered that hope was the element that would see us/me through. It lives within us all if we are well enough.
ReplyDeleteJust want to say thank you to all of you who have given me such incredible response for my poems. I intend to catch up with all of you. Life has been a bit crazy of late, but the slowing down time is coming when I will be able to be as responsive to your work as you have been to mine. Again, thank you all.
ReplyDeleteMy second 'Hope' poem is more the opposite: Deceitful Hope. Not to be attempted by the faint hearted, I'm afraid.
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