A repost of HOPE for the glorious days to come…
I wish i could be by a sea oh so free
a sunset in sight, as the night covered me
i’d float like a boat, ore-less dance in sheer glee
and hope i could cope without falling on knee.
A moment in time, true sublime in my climb
i’d dally a bit, as i’d sit with my rhyme
i’d try hard to make and not fake in downtime
the feeling, this sense, no pretense, i would chime.
Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Sunday, January 29, 2017.
Image: By Artem Kovalev from Unsplash.