NewHope

The wind gives new life To green tattered leaves sighing As they slip to earth

My darkest days start At sunrays upon morning Mist - as it flies - breathe

And just nod along Like a waveline shore pounded By dull storm water

Gems shimmer across The coffin’s clear crystal top, “Why is your face pale?”

Into the deep darkness Of moonlight on my cold face Struck by an old star

My dearest loved ones Taken away in a storm Of unfitting rage - gunshot (Maybe a bit harsh and too soon - but this is based on American Gun Control.)

(@Kelisot... your addition of my makes your first line six syllables and not five.) A mind of glass breaks When thrown to the dusty floor Like an antique vase

Stories forgotten To old, brown forest leaves blown Through stormy gullies

Is revolution A period of grey stars Scattered through the sky

Roaring with power Sunlight scatters on a plain Burning a red hue

I have won your game Of pointless, lost tug of war Over our snapped twine

Rabbits dash all over From burrow to sandy burrow Like shining luck’s hope

Will be still burning Like sapphires shattered sprinkling Down a dark night sky

Cosmic nova bang Like raining shards of dark stars Picked up one by one

The new letter is V !