Lost Hope
Remembering the adage well,
with none to hear, the tree that fell
had never made a sound.

I contemplate, with saddened eyes,
if hope was lost, would its demise
be missed by none around?

I used to dream of brighter days-
that always gave me wondrous ways
around what life would deal.

When one by one those issues took
the options from my future's book,
my fate seemed all too real.

With no attention paid to me
my hope had fallen, like that tree,
in muted reticence.

The wall I built to keep the pain
from ever hurting me again
is now my lone defense.


Poem and Photo- Copyright © 2009 by Jack Huber-
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Comments:
 
Warriorprincess55   Warriorprincess55 wrote
on 3/27/2009 5:10:08 AM
Beautifully and profoundly written! Especially this fourth verse. It really has so much meaning without having to say anything more than necessary. Absolutly great writing!

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 3/26/2009 2:58:59 AM
I like this for it's wisdom. A man who has thought on life's deeper meanings. And it shows here.

rbouncha   rbouncha wrote
on 3/25/2009 6:10:28 PM
the questioning of the human mind interesting.

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