hope, as if an anti-refrain

hope is body heat, 

still rising, 

ever so slowly,

from under the nighttime covers.

hope is an incomplete sentence,

yet still 

with emotional support.

hope lingers, 

outside of languaged,

but exists before the formative

becomes statements said to oneself.

hope has residue

from previous successes

that were beyond expectation's reach.

hope can not be

time dated, 

as if memory provides 

for the search.

hope is initially camouflaged,

hiding within,

either yearning or lurking

for discovery 

to be the mood of approval.

hope is always asking

future time

if now could or would 

be appropriate.

hope bargains 

for a dimension of appearance

to end the invisible drought.

hope is cluttered 

with emptiness

in heaps and abounds,

yet perceives in such a way

as if to give perspective

a chance at wing, light or ground.

hope is a searchlight of thought

with an emotional generator,

that does not short out

in whatever a mind-storm presents . . .