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Pendragon
10-26-2008, 09:13 AM
Against All Odds

Hope is a gentle butterfly upon the winds,
That would strive to tear the fragile wings to shreds—
Yet it soars so gracefully—
Against all odds…

Faith is a rock that the elements would reduce to sprinkled sand,
Turning its weathered face into the shrieking winds of doubt—
Yet it stands so strong—
Against all odds…

Peace is a quietly rolling river in the throes of early spring,
The rocks and logs would try to dam the progress that it makes—
Yet it flows on—
Against all odds…

Joy is a geyser, the timing never really certain to a fraction of a minute,
Bubbling down within the earth from which we are made—
Yet it bursts forth when least expected—
Against all odds…

Love is the rich perfume rising from the lovely roses,
Wafting in the air that could scatter it like ashes—
Yet it smells so sweet—
Against all odds…

We forget the good times, when dealing with our problems,
Human nature at its finest, remembering the pain that blinds us—
Yet we will survive the storms—
Against all odds…

Pendragon
Sunday, October 26, 2008

B-Mental
10-26-2008, 07:57 PM
Great poem Pen. I especially like the metaphor of joy as a geyser...very potent.

islandclimber
10-27-2008, 12:24 AM
love this Pen... the form is great, and the metaphors used are perfect :)

hoope
10-27-2008, 03:13 PM
OMG.. its amazing ..
really .. really GREAT POEM
how great they all meet.. and make the sense of our life
Hope , faith , love, peace and joy
Pengragon .. i'll take a copy of it , if u dnt mind!

ampoule
10-27-2008, 04:48 PM
I really like this also and I keep thinking...the greatest of these is love, but yours is a fresh and different look.

Pendragon
10-29-2008, 08:24 AM
Thanks all! Hoope, you may take a copy of any of my poems that suit your fancy! :)

dibyendra
10-31-2008, 11:56 PM
Faith is a rock that the elements would reduce to sprinkled sand,
Turning its weathered face into the shrieking winds of doubt—
Yet it stands so strong—
Against all odds…




We forget the good times, when dealing with our problems,
Human nature at its finest, remembering the pain that blinds us—
Yet we will survive the storms—
Against all odds…


Pen, I liked your poem, which conveys optimism and strength to the reader! :thumbs_up I appreciate your philosophy! :nod:

tailor STATELY
03-14-2022, 06:58 AM
Travelling back in time... found this gem by Pen

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY