there were a number
of reasons —
past evidence
and last excuses —
for the gear of
a lifetime
to be piled
in the living room.

all could be considered

she stood in the hallway —
white shift, bare
shoulders, smooth
skin — thinking it
would be nice
if he would



For the Sunday Whirl, could not make all the words fit this week…


Filed under Poetry, Poetry - Prompts

15 responses to “Hope

  1. This feels like a snapshot. Very nice, Mark.

  2. Wow, this is stark, Mark. So sad that she felt she had to go to SUCH extremes to get his attention.

  3. But what you did with the ones you used was great. A short short story.

  4. This is an all too common story, Mark. Nice job.

    I have tried numerous times to do something with these words. I simply cannot.

  5. Liked your use of “shift”! And really…a great contrast between last and first stanzas.

  6. Well done, Mark. It leaves me feeling sad for the woman, and anger towards her man. Just notice her, buster! Can hope last forever?

  7. sounds like they need couples-counseling! Hope he’ll go…..

  8. Your description in the second stanza was… ahem… very nice! An incredible seduction in words. Thanks Mark.

  9. Popping by to look for a new poem. 🙂

  10. tmhHoover

    Hope indeed! She needs to lounge all over that gear.

  11. Beautifully written on a sad situation.

Some of what I write is true, some is fiction; most is merely possibility.

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