hope – Poetic Meanderings

This Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers — Emily Dickinson Surrender to truth and hope will lift you up, carry all true promises, make light your burdens— in the darkest passages there is light when hope “perches in the soul.” —C.L. Fisher, November 2021 *The last line is also from Dickinson’s poem 314 Unless otherwise indicated, allContinue reading “This Hope”

Each Day

…that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. —Psalm 30:12 Letting loose gratitude, believing goodness exists, recognizing we have gifts, good gifts that are worth celebrating, having faith in a hope that never fails… It is love, the messy, full measure of love, the fruit and lasting truth of love that encouragesContinue reading “Each Day”

Snow Wishes

“Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person” — Sylvia Plath These lovely, powdery-velvet leaves remind me of a snowy morning, the kind you expect because just before bed the sky-dome held that soft and gentle lighted-haze that all children knowContinue reading “Snow Wishes”

Migraine

…out of the mud and mire… — from Psalm 40:2 It begins — that hint of light flashing somewhere at the periphery, but there even as I close my eyes, the way you see sparks after flash photography, and soon that faint flicker becomes loud, a sharp-edged row of teeth and claws biting and scratching me,Continue reading “Migraine”

Distant Light

…the evidence of things not seen. — Hebrews 11:1 I look long into the sky, peering into blue-gray clouds, straining to see past the nebulous, thick layer into calm space, so wanting to see the flicker-lit night, the distant light that happened in the past, memory from another day, and I find on this nightContinue reading “Distant Light”

Anchor

This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, a hope both sure and steadfast and one which enters within the veil,…” —Hebrews 6:19, NAS Our souls need the heft, something to hold us in place, some kind of fixing force that keeps us from swaying, a tangible preponderance of certainty, a degree ofContinue reading “Anchor”

Bright Song

All animals are smothered in their lairs. I am too absent-spirited to count; The loneliness includes me unawares. —Robert Frost I see frozen limbs reaching toward a snow-heavy sky with no wind and only a muted ray of light as if a shade has been drawn under heaven, and I stand for just a fewContinue reading “Bright Song”

Days Gone By

And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne. 2020 is ending in a shroud of white, a cold layer settling the year to rest. I await the pre-dawn hour, after the Watch Night, after the reconciling of thoughts from all that has past this persistent year, I look out, step outContinue reading “Days Gone By”

Fallow Nights

I know the wind is coming today — a prediction our weathermen inevitably get right even when they too often ready us for a rain that disappoints, but the wind, we West Texans know, will come. This day will bring a northern gust, a cool turning to a colder rush, a reminder that winter stillContinue reading “Fallow Nights”

Hope Stretches

Light fills our souls even when there are shadows, in darkened times when hope stretches but never breaks, in that tension point, a place of stilled belief, we let go our fear and step… —C.L. Fisher, November 2020 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and mayContinue reading “Hope Stretches”