Michael J. Falotico Poet Imagism

"hope"

Flying through the sky tonight , my wings so spread
and gliding right....
The view from here is not so grand, I hope and pray
that one day I'll land...
Another flight though a diffrerent scene , a look from
here floats down the stream...
Now to place where none can eat , yet another part
only searches for defeat ...
So many plant seeds and pray for sun , yet in our
world children carry guns...
My thoughts of peace may fall to the side , But in
my heart I know some how we will survive...

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Andrea Dietrich March 18, 2010 at 12:37 PM Yes, we will somehow survive. That is a good way to see it in the end, Michael. Nice writing. LUv, andrea

Carol Sunshine Brown March 18, 2010 at 12:24 PM Thank you for presenting us with your excellent poetry to read today Michael. I enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol

Carolyn Devonshire March 17, 2010 at 1:03 PM It really is hard to keep hope alive when children are using guns. It's a sad state of affairs, but I do admire your optimism. Very compelling poem! Love, Carolyn