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Surviving Hope

hope lays precious
upon autumn leaves
falling defiantly
from dreaming trees
yet the landscape still
looks the same to me

tempest brews crooked
within a thriving storm
looming nameless
on the other side
of victory
threatening to change
more than just
the lingering
seasons

November winds
blow warmly betrayed
carrying the pretense
of summer
wrapped softly
in the aroma
of coconut oil
and chlorine

leaving me
not knowing just
how to feel
-inside or out

but I just keep thinking
if I'm lucky
tomorrow it will rain

© LadyRaine