Pandora’s Hope

Hello to everyone! 🙂

This weeks blog is still about love, but!… it does have a bit of kick to it. I just go where the muse leads me. *cheesy grin*

May hope be with you all this coming week. In the sunlight that arrives just in time for that walk outside, to the evening star rising it seems just for you. 🙂


Pandora’s Hope

Regret filters in the room through the crack in the window you promised to fix last Autumn.
Its chilling draught speaking sickness with its icy breath.
I look towards you down the hall.
It would be dramatic to have you a silhouette…

The light shines clear.
I see you plain, as you are.
Ugly as the truth of betrayal that never left lips.

Eyes spoke.
Bringing clarity to what once was uncertain.
What can not be forgotten.

…And what now lies held tight.

Bitter memory, of last sweetness.
Extracted in the last determined breaths
To feel something

Bags are packed and nothing left.
Just silence in a winter light…

…With promise unshared.

I see you.
As you see me
Sad, pathetic, defeated in pose
Upon what is now, no longer our bed.

A shambles of sheets and tears.
Ghastly sounds and chokes of grief
held tight in a ball of anger.

Then clarity arrives.

Strength emerges knowing I loved you in honesty
I will move on with strength…

…The promise I hold within.

This afternoon, will remain in silence unspoken.
Held apart,
So when our baby grows a mind to think
Heart to feel and asks…

…Who are you?

I can recall the man I loved.

Strong and dependable.
Who sheltered and protected.
Who made me laugh and trust my heart to him.

I cannot forgive
I will not forget.
To you
I offer grace and the benefit of the doubt
Should he call upon you in some distant future,
That you’ll prove me right.
Show him a moment,
Was a mistake,
That does not wholly define the man.

© 2011 Tikarma Vodicka



16 thoughts on “Pandora’s Hope

  1. I love this poem. I think at one point we’ve all felt this way. Then the hormones kick back to normal, and you no longer feel that way. LOL…

    It is still a wonderful poem and I look forward to seeing more.


    1. Hi Diana,

      I’m glad you liked the poem.
      I’m not quite following you in your sentiments though.
      I personally have never felt this way and thankfully I can say I never will.
      It’s a piece of fiction told in poetical form. I’m not venting my hormones through poetry. Just telling stories. Although it did make me cry a lot. It’s a terribly sad thing to happen to someone and was centrainly a bracng experiance to step into someones shoes in this manner. I suppose though that is what emapthy is all about. 🙂

      I guess if you find a point of relation though that is a good thing.



      1. I know it’s a fictional piece, but I really felt like you had some insight into my earlier years after I had Casey. I guess that’s the empathy like you say.

        I have actually felt this way as you expressed in your fictional piece and then once I was no longer in a moody stage, I woke up to it. I figure either they’re meant to be in your life or they’re not.

      2. Hi Diana,
        Thankyou for claryfying your thoughts. I do appreciate it and your willingness to be so honest in your sharing.
        Maybe in some way your story help feed the thread that eventually created this character. I only know what I see in my minds vision and then the words flow. I really have no idea what informs most of my poetry unless I sit down to really think about.
        That said in thinking about it, the closest I have come is when I was first pregnant to a guy I was seeing casually. I didn’t know how to tell him. It turned out my body language was words enough and I never saw him again. I lost that baby at 16 weeks so …you know….as I said there’s an empathy and point of relation that I suppose would be the ultimate spark.
        I really don’t know why this came though. It interrupted in the middle of all my nice love poems, but I decided it wasn’t right to post it until I’d finished that series.
        I really am glad though that you were able to relate to this so strongly and it rang true for your experiance. I do agree with you too that either it is meant to be or it isn’t. I think it’s natural at first to want the ideal but coming to a place of acceptance certainly helps one in moving forward to better paths and people in life and heal. ((hugs))

        Thanks again. I do very much appreciate it.
        (((BIG HUGS)))

  2. Hi Tikarma,

    I have read this a number of times. And the more I read it the more it became clear to me that it is a beautiful love poem.
    Bitter/sweet for sure but nonetheless a love poem.

    I was interested too in your comment that it interrupted in the middle of your series of ‘nice love poems’. My Muse does things like that too – veers off and suggests that I look at things somewhat differently!! 🙂

    I think this is one terrific, very powerful, poem which forces the reader to think.

    Really well done

    I hope spring is moving gently towards you and that you have a good week.


    1. HI David,

      Thankyou for taking the time out to read and share your thoughts.
      🙂 It is indeed a love poem. I’m glad you are able to see a beauty in this too. Love is never straight forward there are always twists and turns along the way but that deep love is on that I’ve found enduring 🙂

      I have learnt to trust the Muse David and just follow where they lead. 🙂 They seem to know best in the end what I need to be writing about. I think sometimes these poems interrupt to help give you a wider perspective on what comes next.

      Thankyou again for your most kind words. I’m glad you feel the poem well done and that you were happy to think a little deeper than at face value.

      The rain is pouring down again after a most beautiful sunny day. Certainly spring weather. 🙂 I am moving with postivie thought and intentions. I’m determined to have a stress free week!

      I hope you too have a most lovely week and the transition into Autumn reveals much beauty for you. 🙂


  3. Hi Tikarma,

    This piece is truely a work of brilliance and inspired! This is such a great story. When one starts to read it, it seems like it will be the age old story of love lost, one that we are all familiar with but written in your magical words. But then, near the end, your brilliance as a writer really shines through with the introduction of a child. All of a sudden, you change the rules of story writing and set the goalposts higher. You take it to a different level and give us new things to think about. And you remind us that the human condition is never as straight forward as we think. It is complicated with many twists and turns.

    But the underlying theme of this story is one of hope. Like Pandoras box, hope always remains. Your title is very well chosen. But, it is true hope. What hope really means. It is no piece of Hollywood magic that we get fed, but more of a wish that may never come true. But it would be brilliant if it happened to. All of a sudden through chance or providence, life just might get that little bit better and it may be all worth it in the end. But, it is only hope. We can not steer or manipulate it, we just have to hope it will happen.

    This story really touched me, and being the old softie I am, made me very emotional reading it. And your picture you took for it sums up hope so well!

    Well done Tikarma! This is another shining moment in your art. You should be very proud of youself, because I am very proud of you!

    With all my love always & forever,



    1. Hi Jamie,

      Thankyou very much for sharing your thoughts and your most kind words.
      I’m glad you found much to like in this poem and be moved by.
      It most certainly is one that moved me.
      Maybe because I’m also seeing the vision of it play out in my head but I found this quite emotionally draining. I’m too much of softie myself so it was quite the heartbreaker to write. I haven’t cried so much writing in a long time. *lol*
      You are right though. The hope that is in the poem is a very real one.
      I’m tempted to believe that the hope is the heart of deep enduring love. There are many uncertainities in life and making your life with someone is certainly a big one! We never truely know what the future will bring we can hope and live in hope that it sustains itself through all that life throws our way.
      The child was indeed a twist and not one I saw coming either. I suppose that is the consequence of following the Muse. Everything falls into place. The same with the title I had no idea what to call it but then reading over it came. I do agree it is fitting.

      Life often times throws the worst out at you but if you can keep that hope alive inside there is a promise of a brighter tomorrow. The Pandora myth is a very thought provoking myth in itself. I’m glad it finally found a place in a poem of mine.
      As for the picture that was 2am desperation because I couldn’t find anything else suitable *lol* It will teach me to think I know best…. 😉 I’m gad you think it fits the poem well.

      *blushing* I’m satisfied it’s my best for this time. I’m just the medium…the witness…I can’t take full credit sweetie. These poems are also coming from a higher place. 🙂 But I’m happy I’ve done my best.

      Yours in love always
      and very proud of your too!


  4. WoW! After your comments on my poem I really wasn’t ready for this perfection. The end of an affair, the end of love I feel great empathy that you rose about what broke you two up and sent the final note to the death-knell as gracious as you did with this one, bittersweet and with regrets, of course, but I loved it that he was a human with the frailty and mistakes that goes with it.

    I so loved the part about the baby and when he begins to ask and you respond with feeling of the man you loved. I really loved this.

    1. Hi Jerry,

      Thankyou for stopping in to read and your most kind comments.
      I’m glad that you were able to feel so much with reading this piece. Love is very human and fragility and mistakes are also part of being human, I suppose the hope expressed through grace is that we rise above those failings/faults eventually. 🙂

      I’m very moved that enjoyed this poem so much. Thankyou very much again.

  5. You really get the feelings across, – poor Pandora!
    so much like Pandora too, not to have thought that there would be such an end to it. —
    and to have hope left! It’s a very good poem!

    wishing you a good rest of the week,
    with Love
    mum & Karley

    1. Hi Mum,

      Thankyou very much for reading. 🙂 Poor Pandora indeed!
      Some would say is the curse of curiosity but then curiosity can also lead to many amazing discoveries. 🙂 Thank goodness for hope!

      I’m touched you feel this is a good poem.
      Thankyou. 🙂

      I hope some sunhine finds its way to you and you have a good rest of the week too. 🙂
      BIG PATS for Karley
      with much love

  6. Hello Tikarma,

    I hope you don’t think I am being cheeky. All will be revealed as you read on! I have followed your blogs ever since you came on to wordpress. I havent commented because I thought you might find it strange this random woman commenting on your blogs! I have to say your writing is really inspirational.

    However my situation has changed a little and I have recently been diagnosed with MS. A mutual friend David (Agnew) suggested that I might try writing poetry. We have known each other for many years and he told me he thought I was capable. He has more faith in me than I do!

    So I did try and I am finding it very therapeutic. I am very much a beginner but I am reading and learning. He persuaded me to set up a wordpress account and I have actually gone and done it!
    I am telling you in case you would like to visit.

    Your current poem is very, very powerful and although I haven’t been in the exact situation, I have experienced betrayal, and if I had been capable then of writing about it I feel sure I would have been able to handle it in a more mature way than I did. But I was where I was at and lessons were learned. This poem is so full of feeling, it brought tears to my eyes.


    Christine xx

    1. Hi Christine,

      Thankyou very much for introducing yourself. I don’t think it cheeky of you at all. 🙂
      I welcome feedback and discussion and the odd person jumping in here and there. It is all part of the wonderful world of blogging. 🙂

      Thankyou for your most kind words. *blushing* As I often say to David, I am just wanting to do my best, but I’m moved nonethless that you feel inspired by what you’ve read in my blog.

      I’m very sorry to hear about your diagnosis of MS. I only know a little bit about MS. That must have been very difficult for you and I’d imagine your future looks rather different too because of it. You have my respect and my best wishes. ((hugs))

      I agree with David, that poetry can indeed be very good therapy. My poetry on a certain level has indeed been therapy. I’ve mentioned somewhere amongst all my ramblings that it has at times been my only friend, so I think it’s wonderful you are pursuing it and I encourage you to explore what you can do with it. You may just surprise yourself with the talent lying within. 🙂
      I most certainly will give your blog a visit. 🙂

      As to the poem, I’m glad you were able to empathise and relate to this poem. I haven’t been in the exact situation myself but yes betrayal is certainly something I think many of us have felt at times and it gives us all a platform to relate to anothers pain.
      The poem brings tears to my own eyes, but then I feel if it can’t move me how can I expect it to move another?
      We all have situations where we could’ve handled it better. I certainly have a few! 🙂 We can only do the best we can at that time with what we have and hope we learn and grow as we go along. 🙂

      Thankyou again ad I hope to see you game enough to comment again maybe in the future. 🙂



  7. Thank you Tikarma for the lovely reply.

    At the moment I feel like a non-swimmer in the deep end! But hopefully soon that feeling will dissipate.

    (((Hugs))) back to you



    1. Hi Christine,

      I do agree soon enough those feelings will dissipate and I’m quite sure soon you’ll be in deep end (to borrow on your metaphor) swimming and diving with confidence. 🙂


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