Rise Written by charlotteash Water, condensed on the windows Like all the hopes in your gut that Never were released. Outside people Walk through the oppressiveness Intent on the busyness of their lives. A small flame flickers waiting To burn off the sludge. Advertisements Share this:FacebookTwitterGooglePocketMoreRedditLinkedInTumblrEmailPrintPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related 4 thoughts on “Rise” wondering if the image was first or the words… anyway..really like how this develops… all the hopes that never were released… felt.. LikeLike Reply Thanks, Claudia. Actually, I was looking out this window when the thought came to me so it was collaborative. LikeLike Reply All the hopes. Yes, oh yes. LikeLike Reply Thanks for reading, Lisa. LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.