December, as hope enters softly

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Winter,
the red fading slowly from petals
each day
and though foliage sleeps
a smile
forms upon despairing lips.
I used to believe
one could never be cheerful
while dealing with an uncertain future,
believed
before you stepped into my world
and instilled hope.

 

Photo credits: Kai Oberhauser, Unsplash 

Posted for ‘Quadrille #70’ @dVerse Pub 

And for Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads

50 thoughts on “December, as hope enters softly

  1. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Hope is like a natural gas flame, always lit, but it stays on low until we dial it up. I liked your piece; been running \onto a lot of darker poetics out here on the trail; including my own.

  2. Magyar says:

    __ ‘Tis grand to sense values in all seasons, and here, you have enlightened those values so well, Sanaa

    seasons crown
    atop these older blooms
    early snow

    We see the now; we think of then, and what will be.

  3. Silver says:

    “and though foliage sleeps
    a smile
    forms upon despairing lips”

    This is the first step of all I hope for — from myself, and others — during times of loss, suffering, and even death.

  4. HA says:

    Ah, this is such a lovely realization, Sanaa. I understand the despair and grimness of an uncertain future so well.
    To be able to find a reason to be cheerful and keeping that hope alive is always wonderful.
    Such a sweet verse; it made me smile. 🙂

  5. Jim says:

    Winters are hard but a friend and hope will help ease its brutality. Nice 44, Sana. I could sense winter around me as I read.
    Best wishes on your new career.
    ..
    ..

  6. Kimberly Scherrer says:

    “and though foliage sleeps
    a smile
    forms upon despairing lips”

    Love this! Such a stunning poem, Sanaa!

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