19 October 2017 – THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART

I believe that rain will fill the clouds
and will fall to make everything look new.
I believe that flowers will grow
because that rain came to nourish their thirst,
I believe in the promise of every new day
and the way my heart starts with the sunrise.
I believe in the darkest night and the brilliant
show of a candle’s warm glow,
I believe in everyone who becomes lost
will find their own right way someday.
I believe in the power of lighting,
it is not so frightening if you respect it.
and it is reflected in the power of love.
I believe in the strength of a baby’s laugh
and it is true I believe you and in you.
I believe in the magnitude of the smallest prayer
and that it is heard somewhere out there,
I believe that He who always was and will be
will see and hear it through a thought, or a sigh,
or a whisper of sheer hopelessness.
I guess I believe in everything
there is to believe in for that’s where I begin.
I believe. You?

Poetic Asides – Prompt #415 – I BelieveYou

Offered at dVerse Poets Pub – OLN #206

I come and go,
refusing to go Moe Slowly
as opposed to Miz Quickly (or dead).
I’ll opt instead to wax poetic,
wax my moustache
(no Brazilian bikini wax for me)
and return when this briar patch
reopens for word play. To this day
it’s one of the few I’ll return to,
to celebrate you with the folded
ears and wondrous wit.
If this is it, it was fun.
If it’s not done, it was still a blast
and I pledge to come back every last
reincarnation of Quickly nation
wherever in tarnation that might be
(I believe it’s somewhere in Tennessee)
I’d be relieved if you’d drop a line
(or a word here or there)
to say all is okay and when ready
to resume, presume I’ll be there!