Tiny glimmers of cope

Tiny glimmers of cope


All seems so very dark
you feel there is no hope
but then you catch the sparkles
the tiny glimmers of cope
like flutters of glitter in a breeze
they gently settle on your skin
replacing heavy with new ease
the birth of sparks within
through darkness to invade your week
and you question, you wonder, 'Is it really all so bleak?'


I haven't posted a poem on here for ages. I haven't written a poem for quite a while actually. I did do a tiny bit of writing earlier this evening but no completed resulting poem yet. I thought it would be a good time now to post 'Tiny glimmers of cope.' This is the revised version, written on the 24th of June this year. It is not hugely different from the original, written on the 16th of February this year. The title came from a mis-write in my journal one day when I meant to write 'Tiny glimmers of hope.'