Hope
"Hope" is not quite as it seems—
it’s slimmer than you’d think
and less steady on its Feet—
Sometimes, it’s out of Breath
—can hardly See ahead
and cries itself to Sleep—
It may not Tell you all this—
or the times it cheated Death
but—if you knew it—you’d know
—how Hope can keep a Secret!
© Yahia Lababidi
This poem is an homage to my literary heroine, Emily Dickinson, for Writer's Block Poetry Contest Week 3
(Image: jadamink.com)