It’s been a hectic week and so I am a day or two behind but here’s the response to Monday’s challenge. It’s pretty poor but please post your tries or a link to your writing or something in the comments. It would be great to see how other people found the exercise.
Write a poem about hope without using the word hope:
The world is dark and light is precious,
The chill wind grinds its bitter claws.
Faith huddles there; grim resolution
Waiting for the pain to thaw.
Another world lies within this one
With its glorious, shining skies.
So even now we must move forward,
Searching past the hard goodbyes.
It was expected, as the year died,
That which kept us would be gone
But nowt gives man such strength and courage
For in the night, the light lives on.