ellipses
I am fighting hard to hope . . .
Well—now I’m staring at the page
hoping to find a different verb.
I’m not looking for a fight.
why let my word choice turn
to violence over things that matter?
I am fighting hard to hope . . .
maybe the problem has more to do
with the subject of the sentence.
hope only happens in concert:
the shepherds flocked together,
and the angels had a choir.
I’m fighting hard to hope . . .
I keep typing those words thinking
they will take a different turn—
I would like not to fight.
I’ll struggle (that’s different, right)
or wrestle or wonder or wait . . .
I look at the page and see a
series of ellipses: “a trailing off
of thought.” but I’m still here
determined to remember
I am not alone in the dark.
I’m fighting hard to hope.
Peace,
Milton
I am hoping to hope…
All things being equal, I rather read you more than anyone else!
Fighting with–and for–you, dear friend!
Ellipses are my favorite punctuation. Something to show for words that cannot be written…thoughts just beyond but there … in the future…
You are not alone in the dark… hope.
I like “struggling to hope”. It is often so difficult to hope in today’s Trump driven world.
The country feels this. It is tough but we are resisting. Not struggling to resist, but we R E S I S T.
Thank you for being with us every day.
Know that feeling…hope in spite of or because of…you are not alone.