Sophia White

Rookie ('90 / America)

Sophia White Poems

1. The Lighthouse Beacon 5/12/2006
2. I Cannot 5/12/2006
3. To Be Sure 5/12/2006
4. Darklings 5/12/2006
5. Three Mice Who Hoped 5/12/2006
6. Mother's Day Bouquet 5/12/2006
7. The Land Behind (Or) I Can See 5/14/2006
8. Poemhunter 5/14/2006
9. Essence 5/15/2006
10. Heroica 5/21/2006
11. Child Sense 5/21/2006
12. The Three Quills 5/24/2006
13. A Woven Web Of Light 5/25/2006
14. A Thousand Knights! 5/25/2006
15. One Star 5/25/2006
16. A Study In Murder 5/25/2006
17. Song Of Rusviel 5/26/2006
18. Song Of Roth 5/26/2006
19. Za'Anaia, Warrior Queen 5/26/2006
20. All Praise Saphilora 5/26/2006
21. These Past Few Nights 5/26/2006
22. Ria's Pool 5/26/2006
23. Alas 5/26/2006
24. The Poet, On Seeing A Mess, Groans: 5/27/2006
25. The Poet, While Hiding In Some Closet, Gloats: 5/27/2006
26. Mask Maker 5/27/2006
27. The Painted 5/27/2006
28. Superhero 5/29/2006
29. Dilemma 5/29/2006
30. The Poet, On Losing Her Mind, Laments: 5/31/2006
31. Goodbye Stewie, Enjoy Hawaii 5/31/2006
32. I Don'T Want To Be Here 5/31/2006
33. The Kids Next Door 5/31/2006
34. A Man, A Cloak, A Gondola 5/31/2006
35. Gossip 5/31/2006
36. Tangible 5/31/2006
37. They Come Again - In The Dark 5/31/2006
38. Waiting Candles 6/1/2006
39. Impudent Me 6/1/2006
40. To Be In Scotland 6/2/2006
Best Poem of Sophia White

Dare I Hope?

Dare I hope to hope?
Is it safe? Is it right?
Am I hoping for nothing
But a black and empty night?

Hope should make me happy.
I should laugh, sing, and dance
Because I am hoping. Right?
Ha! Not a chance.

How is it that hope can leave me
Trembling in the darkness?
How is it that something so “good”
Should leave me feeling helpless?

Dare I hope to hope?
What difference does it make?
Fate will be fate in the end,
It will either “make or break.”

Does Fate regard my hope?
Does She listen? Or care?
Am I shooting for a ...

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Promise Kept

Trapped in a dark and clammy hole,
Pain lanced through heart and soul,
No rest, no peace, no comfort found
In walls or ceiling, air or ground.

I gnashed my teeth and ripped my hair,
Called for you, but you weren’t there.
I screamed and cursed, clawed my face,
But you had vanished without a trace.

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