Any Hope Left? Poem by Sandra Feldman

Any Hope Left?

Rating: 5.0


If you let me,
Poetry,
I'll travel to the
Moon,
On worded wings
And Dreamy Might.
No expensive spaceship
Needed.
A good dreamy
Whisper,
Will catapult me
To Space's,
Quiet delight
Where it will always
Be night,
So the stars
Will still be shining
While on Earth
All they'll be doing
Is insulting and killing
Each other, for power
And planning,
The economic misfortune
Of one another,
Proposing universal "free care"
When they don't "give a damn"
Like Clark Gable said to Scarlet,
As he left, for God knows where?

Friday, August 23, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy fiction
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 25 August 2019

As Job, the servant of God said: And thou shalt be secure, because there is hope; yea, thou shalt dig about thee, and thou shalt take thy rest in safety. [Job 11: 18] I love your poem, dear Ma’am Sandra....10+++

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Kostas Lagos 23 August 2019

Well written Sandra! Love the sensitivity it holds

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