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Monday Poetry Prompt: Belief

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This week let’s write a belief poem. You could describe something you believe in fully or how it felt when you learned the truth about Santa Claus. Post your creed or screed in the comments below.

 

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6 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Belief

  1. The Redwing flashed his epaulettes
    in the winter morning light
    swaying on a cattail
    in a breeze
    inaudible
    except for the wind
    buffeting the window

    the old percolator
    pinged
    for the last time this morning

    The compressor in the frig has cycled off
    And the strudel is still cold in the microwave
    waiting for Start button to be pushed

    Joanne is out of the shower
    the last of water
    echoed down the drain

    In this interstitial moment
    I do not have strain
    to hear His still quiet voice

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Chris Clarke | June 21, 2020, 11:19 PM
  2. It’s questionable
    subject to change depending
    on events of the day
    or life changes
    depending on what changes
    if it’s death for sure
    then I will call out for hope
    to reach another side
    but one with sprinkles
    and unicorns
    because magic
    seems a whole lot better
    maybe, once again
    i can taste cake
    chocolate cake with ice cream, please

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | June 15, 2020, 8:45 AM

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