On Hope
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Ronak Valobobhai on Unsplash
The cynic in me flirts with gloom
when something makes me grieve.
But I won’t let it rent a room.
HOPE is what I believe.
Hope Poems
I hope you will enjoy this collection of my personal hope poems. Writing them brought me joy, and maybe they will do the same for you. Hope poems offer motivation when we’re down, inspiration when we’re stuck in neutral, and validation when we’re on top of the world. Hope really is that “thing with feathers on.” It is my hope that readers will fly through this collection on silver wings and soar to new heights. Or at the very least, feel like maybe good things are possible.
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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Hope Lost, Hope Found
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Patrick Schneider on Unsplash
The heavy desert heat
assaulted her,
shut down her cool,
absorbed her essence,
stole from her the
right to breathe.
Encircled in Thine Arms
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image from churchofjesuschrist.org
O Savior, thou art good to me.
Encircled in thine arms, I find
the salve for every weeping wound,
the balm to ease my troubled mind.
Dreams, First and Last
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Martin Luther King
had quite a dream,
and so did I.
Sadly, it peaked,
then sprang a leak
and failed to satisfy.
Faith Lost
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash
Faith lost is like a promise broken
somewhere in the night.
Unanswered pleas in words unspoken
push away the light.
Easter: The Spring of Hope
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Andrew Alexander on Unsplash
Come, celebrate the joys of spring,
bright days of reawakening,
when spirits rise from winter long
to soar on wings of sweet birdsong.
Happy Is As Happy Does
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Darius Bashar on Unsplash
Happy is as happy does.
The focus rests on you.
When things go south, you make or break
your chosen point of view.
Nod to Starry Night
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
Starry Night by Alex Ruiz
In the mind or in the meadow,
we must find our starry night.
From the green hills or the ghetto,
we are moved to set things right.