Sophia White

Rookie ('90 / America)

Sophia White Poems

1. A Child's Dream 5/8/2006
2. A Day's Work 10/31/2007
3. A Lament For Mr. Alexander 9/15/2007
4. A Light And Fair Wind's Blowing 3/23/2006
5. A Man, A Cloak, A Gondola 5/31/2006
6. A Song 6/2/2006
7. A String Of Simile 4/16/2007
8. A Study In Murder 5/25/2006
9. A Teacher, A Pen, And A Handshake 9/15/2007
10. A Thousand Knights! 5/25/2006
11. A Tirelan Song 6/24/2006
12. A Woven Web Of Light 5/25/2006
13. Abroad Too Long 3/7/2007
14. Adopted Strays 4/16/2007
15. Ah, The Soft Guitars That Play 3/2/2007
16. Alas 5/26/2006
17. All Children Must Grow Up 7/6/2007
18. All Praise Saphilora 5/26/2006
19. An Angel And A Violet - In The Garden 6/5/2006
20. And Here I Sit And Wonder What To Write 8/31/2007
21. And The Best Part Is... 3/28/2007
22. Anthropophobia 9/11/2006
23. Art 5/10/2006
24. As An Eagle 8/28/2006
25. Baby 6/2/2006
26. Beast 4/11/2007
27. Beautiful Flight 7/21/2006
28. Beautiful Intent 7/15/2007
29. Being The First Installment Of 'Gedion' 6/2/2006
30. Blue Eyes 8/23/2006
31. Byrn 11/15/2006
32. Campfire 8/23/2006
33. Candle-Lighting 8/23/2006
34. Cannonball! 4/19/2008
35. Carousel 10/11/2006
36. Cease Thy Plodding! 7/17/2006
37. Cheese 8/23/2006
38. Child Sense 5/21/2006
39. Child, Child 2/16/2007
40. Color Me! 3/29/2006
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 ...

Read the full of Dare I Hope?

To The Storyteller

Spin us a tale, tell us a rhyme,
What happened “Once upon a time”?
Give us a ballad, sing us a lay
Of kings and princes far, far away.
Spin us a yarn, tell us a story
Of battles and kingdoms and warriors’ glory
Of princesses cursed, awaiting a kiss
Of lands full of laughter, beauty, and bliss
Of forests enchanted and wild bright lions

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