Hope
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Hope, a window
in which to see
tomorrow's sunrise.
The door in which
to enter the kingdom
of possibilities.
The balloon floating
over a stygian abyss.
The wheel
in which pregnant dreams
are spun.
The bridge that links
the trying present
to an auspicious future.
The thing
to steadfastly cling to
in the midst
of pessimism;
in the midst
of trials and tribulations.
On his pilgrimage,
Christian clutched to hope
as he traveled...
from the City
of Destruction
to the Celestial City.
Hope was
all that remained
in Pandora's box
When the ills of the world
flew out
with a gale-force wind.
The deus-ex-machina
that swooped down
when sucked into
the vortex
of a catastrophe;
when calamity
roared like thunder.
Hope, Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire (Winner: 5th Place)
Date written and posted: 10/18/2016
A STUNNER 2017 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier (Winner: 2nd Place)
Date written and posted: 10/18/2016
References:
The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan
Pandora's box refers to the container opened by the Greek mythological woman Pandora releasing all the evils of humanity into the world -- Wikipedia: The Free Encyclopedia
Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2016
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