An Empty Hope Chest

Stuck in a sad country song I detest

Wailing the beat of this damn road test

Kicked to the curb away from life's blessed

Locked inside an empty hope chest

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Feel like a sad clown played a cruel jest

Too clumsy to ride this cycle to the crest

Mismatched pattern of fabrics unaddressed

Locked inside an empty hope chest

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Corrosion holds my wheels in arrest

Puttin' it in gear faces a rigged contest

Timekeeper in the rearview mirror to attest

Locked inside an empty hope chest

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Changing the tune, time to give it a rest

Tired of life on the cusp of depressed

Cryin' in my beer is too hard to digest

Steppin' outside an empty hope chest

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billybuc 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

Amy, I am a little thick at times, especially when I read poetry for some reason. May I ask you......are your poems autobiographical....in other words, do they express how you feel about your life or are they simply fictional poetry?

Whatever....they are beautiful...lyrical....touching to the core of so many people.....I enjoy your my friend. You are a breath of fresh air on HubPages.


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Jackie Lynnley 4 years ago from The Beautiful South

Well I am very pleased with your ending! I guess I should shhhh, huh? Very good.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Bill, Thank you for your interest, my friend. Most of my work is inspired by what's happening to me at the moment. I hesitate, at times, to be so forthcoming, although moods are transitory and part of change, but occasionally I get alarmed reactions, which make me feel guilty. I have a iron will to survive. The good and the bad motivates me. Like everyone, life holds ups and downs, and I react. Life is evolving and I roll with it, as we all must in our own way. Hugs to you


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Jackie, Never, never shhhh! I'm up, I'm down, I'm all around. Thank you!


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DeathxBluexPoetry 4 years ago

Absolutely wonderful. The last bit is elegant and I'm glad it ended happy (at least I thought so).


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you, DeathxBluex! All's well that ends well! I am happy if you found any bit of this piece elegant.


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

Amy, Your use of words are amazing. When i first started to read this, I thought you were writing about an old clunker car, then I could see you having a beer in a depressed state in your kitchen, hoping for better times, building up your hope chest. I love your poetry. You write for many who feel the same as you. Smiles...


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Ruby, I got a little discombobulated with this one! Yes, I mish-mashed analogies with a country song, the corrosion on a car with wheels that won't get up and go and my hope chest!!! Sometimes, I get lost in my thoughts. You are the best, Ruby, and I'm not confused about that!

Hugs to you, my friend.


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A.A. Zavala 4 years ago from Texas

I'm sorry to hear there's a tear in your beer.

Writing like this is a form of cleansing. I hope by displacing your sorrows in prose, you can find the courage to face a new day. Brilliant...


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

This was in retrospect of the past 2 years, Augustine, culiminating with the loss of MacGregor. I felt like I was trapped inside a country western song and couldn't escape. Seemed like the harder I tried to be strong, the bigger the next loss. There is a corrosiveness to ongoing uemployment and poverty that is very real, and after a time, impossible to ignore, no matter how Pollyanna one tries to be. There comes a time when "hang in there, it will get better" feels more like a dismissal and a platitude that only makes the one saying it feel better. And, puttin on a smile, feels inauthentic, created only to comfort those who don't want to be brought down by a downer. I have to say that anger has a place and a purpose. It keeps me strong.

Thanks for listening, A.A. I can feel genuine concern and care from my hub family of friends. Your support is the best kind of therapy and keeps me writing...and smiling.


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suzettenaples 4 years ago from Taos, NM

Beautiful video! I'm so glad you "stepped out of the empty hope chest." I can relate to your feelings - I've been there too. You have a lovely way of even expressing the sad times. Your metaphors and images always amaze me - you are so creative. You must put a collection of your poetry together in a book someday. It is really good, Amy. You are right up there with the literary greats, in my opinion. (I can say that, I'm a retired English teacher and I have taught so much poetry) My students would have loved your poetry also!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Your words to me, Suzette, are music to my ears and mind and couldn't have come at a better time. I am just now, beginning the process of compiling some of my poetry for my first attempt at a book. With your background as an English teacher and a brilliant writer, your words carry a lot of weight with me. When I feel doubtful, I'll come back here for courage. Thank you for your support, Suzette.


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suzettenaples 4 years ago from Taos, NM

Amy, I'm so glad to hear that. I wish you the best in your endeavor. I never though of my writing as brilliant, but I'll take the compliment lol! Your writing is so good that it needs a larger audience to appreciate it. Don't doubt yourself, Amy, you can do this and your poetry is so good. Sometimes others looking in can see better than we can see ourselves


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

All the words in the dictionary, Suzette, yet I am left speechless by the generosity in the gift of your inspiring comment. The most daunting part of my latest endeavor is navigating the unchartered waters of publishing. Yet, it is exciting, new and a challenge that I feel compelled to explore. Yes, there are far better writers and some not as good, but waiting to be perfect insures I will never try. There is no better time than now. Thank you, Suzette, my friend.


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BobbiRant 4 years ago from New York

OK So how many women feel like they wasted their youths on some guy who didn't deserve us? By the show of hands, I'd say a good deal of American women do. The hope chest, well I recall when I was young, the 'hope chest' was such a big deal. If our parents sat us down, told us how marriage Really would be, we young girls might have been saved much heartache, or maybe we just were not listening. This poem kind of sums up how, for many of us, the wedding was the highlight of the marriage, then all down hill from that point on. I so relate. Great poem conjuring up many memories, both good and bad, but I love it!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I still have my hope chest, Bobbi, but now I see it for what it is...a lovely, well-made piece of furniture where I store memories instead of hopes for what's to come. It's a silly fantasy idea based on "happily ever after" fairytales. In truth, I never bought the concept, and only purchased the piece because I like the aesthetic appeal of the wood and my sis worked at Carofial's furniture, which is now as defunct as the concept of the hope chest! Glad this piece stirred some memories, Bobbi. Thanks for your visit, my friend. I'm on to your latest and back to the painting.


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epigramman 4 years ago

......you write with the clarity and the soul of Dolly Parton or Loretta Lynn (which is a striking compliment and comparison because both of these fine ladies are wonderful songwriters; Dolly penned a big hit for Whitney: I will always love you) and yes I am sure we all feel that we live inside a country and western tune at one time or another but not everyone can write quite like you Miss Hurricane for your words truly fly like a literary force of nature ........ lake erie time 12:22pm up after night shift and 2nd cup of coffee with baroque music and sunny diamonds on the lake


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

The poetic maestro, Mr. C., strikes again! Your words make my heart sing and I couldn't be happier nicknamed "Miss Hurricane!" I will never forget one of your first comments to me when I was a new resident of the hub neighborhood, to the effect of "you write with the force of the winds blowing from all four directions at one time". Either you were telling me I am full of hot air, or you saw my piece as a powerful whirlwind of words. I'll take the later, please. LOL

Thank you, Colin, for lifting me up with your positive force of nature.


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Docmo 4 years ago from UK

Despite all our words, the empty hope chest is locked from inside. and you have the key. YES. you do. I'm glad you are stepping out and the chest is ready to be filled again. Heck, hope, like dreams can be spun from thin air. It's not hope that you need, it is to fill the chest with LIFE. A life you can be the author of, you can control, you can direct and drive forward. We, despite what we think, are not characters in a Greek Tragedy tossed at will by Gods on top of Olympus. We are masters of our own destiny. Yes we face life and death, love and loss and we ache, we hurt, we cry. But these are inevitable turns in the cog of time. What goes down comes back up. We need to face life and face it with verve, with vivacity as its a precious gift. A gift many have not been given and gift that can be plucked at any time. Lets not lock that gift in an empty hope chest. Amy. You have a gift of life. A gift o love and a gift of poetry and creativity. Its good to see you use them. More please. hugs.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Yep, Docmo, I always come out kicking. I've been knocked down a few times, and I get up stronger. It's easy to be "brave" when things go my way. The real challenge is in the turbulence...and I'm still swimming. I'm looking forward to a new challenge, a fun challenge, in publishing a book of my poetry. Then, my friends will have to pull me down from the clouds! hugs to you


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CrazedNovelist 4 years ago from Hampton, GA

An Empty Hope Chest.... very interesting concept. I'm glad you stepped out of it!!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

CrazedNovelist, It's been turbulent times for the past 2 years. I divorced, and was laid off 2-weeks later after just signing my lease. When my beloved companion Scottish Terrier died recently from bladder cancer, the emotional pain with his loss brought me to my knees. My writing reflects the end-result in my mood. It's not the end, however, as I have no choice but to push on. The will to survive is sometimes mankind's only salvation. Thank you


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

I enjoyed this one. Sometimes life is like a country song.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I'm ready to switch the station!!! Thanks, Gypsy.

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