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dVerse Quadrille #42 “hope”

 

 

dVerse Quadrille # 42. (44 words, excluding the title, and including the word “hope”)

Misky

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16 responses to “dVerse Quadrille #42 “hope””

  1. Grace avatar
    Grace

    That last line, clinches it for me ~ Beautiful response Misky ~

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  2. whimsygizmo avatar
    whimsygizmo

    “I was hope. I was a child.
    Bright hair. Bright eyes.”

    LOVE. And that somber last line. Wonderful.

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    1. Misky avatar
      Misky

      Thanks for the prompt! xx

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  3. Frank Hubeny avatar
    Frank Hubeny

    Hope is brave enough to walk alone.

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    1. Misky avatar
      Misky

      Quite right.

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  4. sarahsouthwest avatar
    sarahsouthwest

    Lovely. Those moonlit clouds – what a gorgeous image.

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  5. Waltermarks avatar
    Waltermarks

    I used to get up at 4:00 a.m. and walk the moonlit fields. It’s really beautiful seeing all the heavens lit up bright. I like the hope of a child, simple and pure

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  6. Charley avatar
    Charley

    “I was hope… I walked alone.” A powerful, contemporary universal truth. We live in the age of Chicken Little. I have been knocked down one less time than I have gotten back up to my feet.

    Your poem is gorgeous.

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  7. Beverly Crawford avatar
    Beverly Crawford

    The hope of a child, sweetly ever present.

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  8. jillys2016 avatar
    jillys2016

    Hauntingly good. This has echoes of Frost about it.

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  9. purplepeninportland avatar
    purplepeninportland

    I love that hopeful, strong ending.

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  10. kim881 avatar
    kim881

    Your Quadrille is so dreamy, Misky, I could hear echoes as I read it!

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  11. Vandana Sharma avatar
    Vandana Sharma

    Nature is always our friend even when we are alone.

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  12. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) avatar
    Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    I love this… to me it has the same feeling as Emily Dickinson’s feathers. A bird, a child. Hope is the same mix of strength and fragility.

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  13. lillian avatar
    lillian

    You provide haunting words and a haunting image. Sometimes walking alone can birth hope….I do believe that.

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  14. Mish avatar
    Mish

    Sometimes, hope does walk alone, unnoticed.
    This is beautiful, Misky.

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