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Despair

Sometimes,
on a rainy night
despair steals my soul

It is swift as an eagle
descending on its prey.
and I've learned long ago

It will surely have its way.
So I wait like the ant waits for summer
for all misery must pass

as seasons surely do.

Then I shall sprint
through fields of flowers playfully.
The oak trees shall smile at me

and the fox will streak
along side of me.
All of us aware

despair will descend-
and suddenly,
In its own hopeless time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 5/1/2019 3:42:00 PM
lots of positivity in this fascinating write, allen... keep the faith!... huggs
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allen beilschmidt sr.
Date: 5/1/2019 4:09:00 PM
Thanks nette
Date: 5/1/2019 9:37:00 AM
Totally relatable to our souls Panagiota
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Date: 5/1/2019 5:42:00 AM
Came by this morning to wish you a beautiful day fully inspired. Thankyou for dropping by my poetry. Hugs
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allen beilschmidt sr.
Date: 5/1/2019 2:09:00 PM
Have a wonderful truly day, Allen
Date: 5/1/2019 4:07:00 AM
I love dark poems and I hope this is fiction. We wrote this full of imagery.
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allen beilschmidt sr.
Date: 5/1/2019 2:08:00 PM
Thank you Victor. Yes it is fictional
Date: 4/30/2019 7:33:00 PM
We all pass through despairs doorway sooner or later, but the secret is to keep to the sunny side every chance you get. I enjoyed your poem this evening Allen.
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