Looking For Hope

We always bet
the world on Hope
although it has always been
a sort of Icarus
with its reclaimed wings
and hot-glue foundation.

We lay ourselves at its feet
and stare up into its eyes with love
although we know from its past
that it is likely to leave us
and soar until it crashes.

We spend too many days after that
staring at the ocean imagining we see it
struggling still and calling to us for rescue
even though each of us points
at a different spot and say we were certain,
this time, that we have it right.

Somehow in spite of all the times
we have found Hope’s soggy feathers on the shore,
all the time we have gone out in boats
to where we sure Hope was still afloat
and found nothing, we go back to the sea
and stare at the horizon, pointing first here,
then there, then everywhere.

Now and then we get it right.

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

2 responses to “Looking For Hope

  • Eileen

    Reblogged this on Laughter: Carbonated Grace and commented:
    This poet speaks to my condition!

  • Eileen

    Awesome! The Icarus analogy is spot on. Evolution is obviously an inching forward process invisible to our eyes in humanity’s short span on earth. Our hopes are unrealistic of course for our span, so doomed to disappointment. Yet it’s those very fairy tale hopes that will keep the process creeping along. And I think it’s spotty in locations, a bump here this millennium, a bump over there next one.

    I relate to almost all of your poetry, but this one rekindled my tiny fire this morning. Thanks.

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