A Little Piece

I found a little peace
somewhere
between free
and incarcerated
I found a little peace
somewhere
slathered in paint
and wanderlust
I lost a little piece
long ago
in a different world
in a different life
I’ve got a little piece
I’m working on
perfecting it so I
can be better.
I found a little piece
inside myself
it was dying but I
breathed a little life into it
I call that little piece
Hope.
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10 comments:

  1. brudbergFebruary 4, 2018 at 2:32 AM

    Hope is that snowball you can grow into something really big.... love your little piece.

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  2. ThotpurgeFebruary 4, 2018 at 3:42 AM

    slathered in paint and wanderlust... that's the piece (peace) I'd accept without a murmur!

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  3. Sanaa RizviFebruary 4, 2018 at 4:25 AM

    I absolutely love this! Hope is something we can't live without.. even the smallest trace of it can help us achieve our dreams ..no matter how impossible they might seem.💞 Welcome to Poetry Pantry!

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  4. MaryFebruary 4, 2018 at 5:24 AM

    It is good to find HOPE inside oneself! And, hopefully, the hope will find a fertile place to live and grow.

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 4, 2018 at 8:44 AM

    I resonate with all of this, the finding of the missing piece. I love that it is Hope. Lovely to read you. Hope you keep coming back.

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  6. Donna@LivingFromHappinessFebruary 4, 2018 at 8:44 AM

    I found that piece too and oh it is essential isn't it! Gorgeous poem filling me with peace and hope....loved it!

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  7. ✿February 4, 2018 at 11:27 AM

    Fantastic work.

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  8. Rosemary Nissen-WadeFebruary 4, 2018 at 3:01 PM

    This is delightful to read – and tongue-in-cheek clever, but not at the expense of the meaning.

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  9. purplepeninportland.comFebruary 4, 2018 at 5:37 PM

    This is gorgeous and quite clever. Love the photo.

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  10. ayalaFebruary 5, 2018 at 2:58 AM

    Hope will carry you to where you need to go.

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