the ghosts of hope

the ghosts of hope

continue to continue

although my desire for them

has long ago dwindled

into unrecognizable forms

stealing softly like the mists

of early december

after thanksgiving

before the new year

when hope is strong

but never tidy

 

I stand under the tall pines

as they change from green to black

in an ever darkening sky

dripping with twilight and moisture

the sound of thunder far, far away

heralds the darkness and rain

 

this road is both familiar and frightening

I have traveled it many times before

thinking I was on another trip

another’s trip

but it was always my own

and I return to what has passed

on an ever darkening path

with shadows of my past

 

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About oxrider

Mr. Winter has written novels, books of poetry and short stories, and books on acting. He has written over three dozen plays, winning the S.C. Playwright’s Festival. His inventive theatrical work has been seen in the US and Europe. A.F. Winter has been acting, teaching, and directing, for over 30 years. He created a theatre which worked with at-risk youth giving them positive alternatives in their lives. Please visit his website at AFWinter.com. View all posts by oxrider

4 responses to “the ghosts of hope

  • hopeforperseverance

    “But it was always my own”…

    • oxrider

      Thanks for reading my blog but I don’t understand what you mean by your comment.

      • hopeforperseverance

        The journey. Anyone’s journey. No matter where you go or what you seek. I have been on a mental health journey to find wellness and I am braking a codependency bond with my mother. The line reminded me of that; it resonates with me…Hope that makes sense.

      • oxrider

        Thank you. I thought you were correcting my grammar or spelling (stupid egocentric writer that I am).
        I am much happier that you repeated a line you thought was meaningful.
        I am on a journey, but every time I have an epiphany, I realize how little I’ve traveled.
        I guess we should be happy for the journey itself and the small steps we take everyday.
        Good luck on your travels.
        A.F. Winter

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