Believe

 BELIEVE

OH LOOK A STORM COMES
FALLING DOWN FROM THE SKIES
IT IS SPREADING IT'S DARKNESS
THOSE CLOUDS COVERING LIES
THE TREETOPS ARE SHIFTING
BY WINDS LEFT AND RIGHT
I CAN SMELL THE LIGHTENING
AS IT LIGHTS UP THE NIGHT
I CAVE IN ON MYSELF
THOUGH I TRY TO STAND TALL
CAN THIS BE MY END
IS THIS HOW I WILL FALL
MY TEARS THEY ARE YET
THE RAINDROPS TO COME
THE WINDS THEY ARE MEMORIES
THAT I RUN AWAY FROM
THE NIGHT IT IS  DRENCHING
MY HEART AND MY SOUL
THE LASTING EFFECTS
FROM WHICH I'LL NEVER BE WHOLE
I'M A THIN SLICE OF NOTHING
FOR WHICH NO ONE WILL GRIEVE
BUT I STAND HERE FOR CERTAIN
BECAUSE I HAVE TO BELIEVE

  ANGELEA PAUGH 11.22.16

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

angeleapaugh,"Believe" was a true glimpse of the tenacity and the tenuousness of we people. Life can be sweet sunshiny for a bit then stormy.
I appreciated your descriptions of these weather life portrayals...."I can smell the lightning as it lights up the night." "I cave in on myself as I try to stand tall." and "The winds they are memories that I run away from."
The meaning behind this poem is so applicable to all of us. Great job!
Blessings,
Kathy

[angeleapaugh]

Thank You!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

You are welcome.