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I sit often and cry
Not because I am hopeless
These wild tears are the result of
An over abundance of hope
Misplaced in a myriad of intention

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Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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What did you think of my title?
Last few words: 
It speaks for itself really.
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Not Explicit Content


A poem of five lines. I think I need to make a new shift to try this form. Believe me, I find it difficult to compose a short verse like this.

"Poetic license
the poets
the free will to
embroider a good tale
and deviate from the established rules of language"~Jackweb

Excellent write RA! This spoke to the over-taxed optimist in many of us these days (my interpretation, at least), and I was impressed with the effective use of brevity - good stuff!


Michael Anthony

of hopelessness and optimism, that could only be described as a dream of ecstatic promise.~ Geez.

It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

How will the seeds of OPTIMISM
just wondering

I am relieved to learn that the tears are not born from any kind of pain. I like these lines best:

An over abundance of hope
Misplaced in a myriad of intention

*hugs, Cat

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