Hope
I glimpsed her once in lands afar,
And there she cooled my fevered heart.
I saw her in the hills and dales,
When light of stars and moon had failed,
Once on a lonely road I heard her tread,
But when I reached that point, she once again had fled,
And so I struggle ever on,
Knowing hope ahead has gone.












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Comments
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But that was the problem with my dreams. They were always too realistic.
Ill stick to my faux crème doughnut instead of my chocolate fondant
I hate you!!!!
THIS IS YOUR FAULT!
DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG MY LIST OF THINGS TO DRAW IS!!!!????!?!?!
HUH!?!?!?!
That isn't the point though, I suppose.
Reminds me of my poem War quite a lot, about Peace.
Peace reminds me of Hope in your poem
Here it is
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You didn't review that one (it seems like one of few you haven't read and Im struggling to keep up)
Check it out!
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-Kelly
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**An explosion of technicolor in my black and white world**
Terminat hora diem, terminat author opus.
*reads War* Yeah, they are pretty similar, aren't they? It's the way they are both ineffable and unattainable, in the very moment of acheiving them, they disappear. *thinks a little deeper* I suppose in Hope, I was trying to say that Hope is always one step ahead, in the same way as Tomorrow. When you most dispair, she makes herself felt, and, having done that, is not needed any more. Maybe in your poem, the point was that Peace in an exterior, "world peace" kind of way is an unattainable goal, as soon as you have acheived it, some idiot starts a war again? It's interesting how two different themes, with two different intended meanings create the same personification
I can see it now
All the world leaders gathering outside to announce that they are all going to sigh the official documents to destroy all weapons and such and never fight a war again. As the last person signs the paper, a bomb goes off, exploding the documents and probably a few, if not all the world leaders, and WAR AGAIN!!!!
You Hope is quit different than mine. You got really descriptive too
Gosh!
Really Descriptive!
Mine isn’t so descriptive but I still like it
It is almost directly from your poem too
I see her on some hills at night, she is in a dress (I’m not sure of the color, but maybe a silver purple) and is a young woman, maybe a child even. She is sort of dancing along but in this picture she is looking back at the viewer. She is tempting them but in an unobvious way. Her mouth is agape slightly and her eyes are somewhat wide and mysterious. She is going to have to be glowing I think (partly because I can’t really draw people in darkness, plus it just sounds like a good idea!) I see a moon that is covered by clouds, but is shining through slightly and yes some dull starts too.
That is her, I believe, would you mind if I drew her?
It may not be for a while but I would eventually. I’d try to soon if I could because I’m telling you about all this now.
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-Kelly
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They've already signed the official documents. I don't notice it having helped much.
Cynicism Overload: Must lie down for a bit
Don't rush your drawing. I find that the longer I have a really good idea running around in my head, the more I can improve it, keep building a stronger and stronger image, which eventually has a tremendous effect on the picture (or on the poem). I don't know if you're the same? And feel free to come back and tell me your progress any time.
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-Kelly
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