Regina Mcintosh Poet Free verse

Hope

Blistering my imagination
With disappointment and pain
The sand colored landscape 
A silent torturer of truth
I walk quickly and carelessly

The water is my destiny
And I can’t walk fast enough
To reach the clear liquid hope
That will sooth my throat
And lubricate my tormented mind

©by Regina Riddle
In the desert poetry contest
Sponsored by nette onclaud
September 14, 2014

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Reason A. Poteet September 22, 2020 at 6:10 AM Very nice, Regina. The desert metaphor is perfect for the stressful, cheerless issues we all face these days. Congratulations on your placement and a 10 on Hope.

John Watt September 21, 2020 at 5:18 PM You have painted a vivid picture of thirst in the wilderness without using the word 'desert'. Well done, Gina, hope this does really well in the contest. Grace ~ John

Mahtab Bangalee September 8, 2019 at 5:48 AM To reach the clear liquid hope/ That will sooth my throat/ And lubricate my tormented mind/// penned beautifully

Connie Marcum Wong September 7, 2019 at 5:58 PM I see this was a First Place winner Regina. This is brilliantly written! Congratulations on your win and on having this beauty featured! : ) xxoo

Ann Foster September 7, 2019 at 11:34 AM Interesting, thought provoking... loved it. Ann

Debbie Guzzi September 22, 2014 at 3:43 PM Congrad's on your win. Light & Love

Casarah Nance September 22, 2014 at 6:28 AM Wonderful, I enjoyed this winner very much.

Jan Allison September 21, 2014 at 3:43 PM amazing imagery many congrats on your podium place Regina:-) Hugs Jan

Anne-Lise Andresen September 21, 2014 at 12:10 PM - Just came back to congratulate you on your win Regina. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Robert Lindley September 21, 2014 at 9:51 AM Congrats on a beautifully written win!!

Maurice Yvonne September 21, 2014 at 9:13 AM You are a poet consummate. This poem is jaw dropping and is everything a great poem should be. You have such a beautiful soul, your words to everyone are always so kind. I admire you and you have a big fan in me. Congratulations on your well earned win.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma September 21, 2014 at 12:32 AM And back again wid huge congrats on ur first place win Regina!

Mark Trichet September 20, 2014 at 8:34 PM Congratulations Regina, well deserved win

Nette Onclaud September 20, 2014 at 2:47 PM such style, gina... the striking metaphors, assonance, and creative approach executed flawlessly... a winning formula! proud to have this in my contest... congrats and huggs

Brenda Meier-Hans September 20, 2014 at 8:26 AM I can see you staggering through the hot sand Regina and it's not a pretty picture. Congratulations on this wonderfully written poem.

Dr.Ram Mehta September 20, 2014 at 5:24 AM Hope nicely defined. Congrats on the top win, Regina

Monterey Sirak September 18, 2014 at 8:01 AM WOW!!! Amazing images of desperation and hope. This one is a winner.

Roy Jerden September 16, 2014 at 2:35 PM The dry desert as a metaphor for heartbreak, water as the hope for new love. Did I get it? I loved the silent torturer of truth line.

Brenda Meier-Hans September 15, 2014 at 6:41 PM Nicely done Regina. My throat started getting dry. Good luck on the contest.

Anne-Lise Andresen September 15, 2014 at 6:57 AM - A really good poem, Regina - yes, in the desert water is your destiny - Good luck in the contest - Have a lovely Monday! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Audrey Haick September 14, 2014 at 7:29 PM Lovely poem, Gina! Hope... sometimes it's all you have left in life but it's gold! Thanks for reading "The Gift" and your kind comments. I love Jesus, too! Always, love, Annalise

Dr. Upma A. Sharma September 14, 2014 at 1:16 AM Amazingly wonderful Regina! Expressions of hope during thirst in sandy desert,, well penned! Gl in contest!

Demetrios Trifiatis September 14, 2014 at 1:08 AM Hope, was the only thing that was left after Pandora's box was opened! A brilliant way to show the power of hope in Man's heart! Good luck dear Regina, a seven!

Andrea Dietrich September 14, 2014 at 12:52 AM gosh, this must be a new contest I do not know about. How interesting your poem is. I hope that water is not a mirage!! They say you see water from afar when you are dying of thirst!!