Knowledge Has Its Price
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
acceptance of adversity
The phone rings.
Innocence answers cheerfully,
vanishes on a sigh.
Lightning shouldn’t strike twice.
Children should be bulletproof.
Hardship Poems
Nobody gets a kick out of writing hardship poems, for obvious reasons. We write what we know, and most of us are just as happy keeping hardship a stranger. That said, we all go through times of trial, and writing or reading cathartic hardship poems can lift our spirits considerably. Sometimes, we need to wallow in our misery a bit. Other times, we need to vent about it. Much of the time, though, we are simply looking for a ray or two of hope. In this section, Hardship Poems, you can be sure to find plenty of all three. I hope you also find some relief, as I did in writing them.
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, simply read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
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On Souls, Storms, and Sweetgrass
©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
photo by Mark Haley on Flickr
My path, at times, is overgrown;
storms brew beneath my swirling sky.
The sweetgrass curls and turns to brush,
scrapes tender flesh as I pass by.
Zig, Zag, Zen-Ball
©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
image by Jose Francisco Morales on Unsplash
Sometimes we zag instead of zig
or zig when we should zag.
We go small, meaning to go big;
slide home, but miss the bag.
Shifting Gears
©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by ParkeHarrison
When things aren’t breaking quite your way
and this world leaves you stuck,
crank it up.
Musings on Faith
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
Faith is a simple, splendid thing:
the substance of things that are not seen,
the evidence that hope is real,
the choice to trust in what we feel.
In Every Thing, Give Thanks
©2009 Susan Noyes Anderson
When wintry winds and stormy seas
Make all the world seem bleak,
When hope is difficult to find
And peace is hard to seek,
Spinning
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press (poem only)
If ever earth and sky should spin away
and love and truth lie crumbled at your feet,
when all around and in you cries defeat
and hope and faith seem merely words to say–
Moving Mountains
©2009 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
To move a mountain was my aim,
the highest goal I could achieve.
I knew all things were possible
to every soul who would believe.