Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 171

I apologize for the late prompt this week, but it’s just been one of those days (and weeks, for that matter). Nothing horrible, just busy.

For this week’s prompt, take the phrase “I’ll Believe It When (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write your poem. Some possible titles include: “I’ll Believe It When I See It,” “I’ll Believe It When Pigs Fly,” “I’ll Believe It When There’s More Than Just Words,” etc.

Here’s my attempt:

“I’ll Believe It When the Poem”

breaks open in my hand like bread
I might feed to gold fish in the pond
we circle every night after work as
if we form our own little school of
two fish swimming in any direction
the currents take us as long as we
stay within a fin’s length of the other’s
thoughts, something we always do.

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167 thoughts on “Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 171

  1. Juanita Lewison-Snyder

    apology
    by juanita lewison-snyder

    i’ll believe

    (the sincerity)

    when you
    take the time to
    wrap it in a dirty kerchief

    with oily hands instead

    of bright tissue paper,

    corralling the sharp
    edges honed smooth
    from worry’s touch,

    the saltwater remnants

    still clinging to flesh

    like ocean foam

    to an outgoing tide.

    © 2012 by Juanita Lewison-Snyder

  2. Juanita Lewison-Snyder

    apology
    by juanita lewison-snyder

    i’ll believe
    (the sincerity)
    when you
    take the time to
    wrap it in a dirty kerchief
    with oily hands instead
    of bright tissue paper,
    corralling the sharp
    edges honed smooth
    from worry’s touch,
    the saltwater remnants
    still clinging to flesh
    like ocean foam
    to an outgoing tide.

    © 2012 by Juanita Lewison-Snyder

  3. AC Leming

    I’m trying to catch up with this year’s prompts. Yes, I know! Sigh. Nothing like writer’s block even with convenient prompts to peruse. Come on PAD so I can shake off this ennui.

    I’ll Believe It When You Stop

    calling me back. Or stop responding
    to my texts. I’ll believe that you’ve washed
    your hands of me. That I’ve become
    the dirt you pare out from underneath
    your nails. Nails which once cut into
    my hips. I’ll believe that I’ve disgusted
    you to the point of changing your number,
    of annihilating my presence out of your life.

  4. Mike Bayles

    When I Believe it is Spring

    I’ll believe it
    when a soft rain falls along the way
    and whispers to me
    on a gentle spring day.
    I’ll believe it
    when a warm breeze
    allows me to ease
    into an quiet morning.
    I’ll believe it
    when waking dreams
    offer illuminations
    of many possibilities,
    when the winter left behind
    is a memory,
    and the summer lying ahead
    is the promise of a new reality.

  5. Mike Bayles

    When I knew it was Spring

    I’ll believe it
    when a soft rain falls along the way
    and whispers to me
    on a gentle spring day.
    I’ll believe it
    when a warm breeze
    allows me to ease
    into an quiet morning.
    I’ll believe it
    when waking dreams
    offer illuminations
    of many possibilities,
    when the winter left behind
    is a memory,
    and the summer lying ahead
    is the promise of a new reality.

  6. Hannah

    ~I’LL BELIEVE IT WHEN THE FIRST FLOWER BURSTS~

    I’ll believe
    the miracle of it all
    in the first moment
    when she breathes in
    breathes out,
    birthed into brightness.
    I’ll trust
    the amazing simplicity
    of every part of her being,
    sensuous stamen
    stigma awaiting
    pollination.
    Alluring anther,
    and seed producing ovule,
    ovary, sepal and petal;
    all pulsating, atremble
    with anticipation.
    I’ll put faith in
    the promise,
    a pollen-filled breeze.
    For the bursting,
    this wonderment
    it’s a miniature,
    a carbon-copy
    of the whole.

  7. Hannah

    ~I’LL BELIEVE IT WHEN WATER FLOWS~

    When words slide past my tongue

    tasting the horizon and beyond

    a fast flowing song with no start/stop,

    rocking into eternity, into a space

    where new fresh words will be found,

    ones that express all of the magnificence

    so much more aptly than any reflection

    I press with soft palm, fingerprints

    on the surface of a swift slipping current.

  8. Marie Elena

    I’ll Believe It When I See Your Signature

    In the furthest depths,
    The furthest reaches of my mind,
    I cannot find the faith to believe
    This all just happened –
    No plan; no Planner.

    Call me naïve, but I don’t see accident.
    I see order,
    Beauty,
    Pattern,
    Intricacy,
    Organization,
    Magnificence,
    Brilliance,
    Color,
    Flavor,
    Passion…

    I see Your hand,
    Your signature,
    And I believe.

      1. Marie Elena

        Oh, I believe in evolution. Just not in the way it is often presented. I believe God created mankind as mankind. I don’t believe we started as a fish or ape and evolved into a completely different species. I believe God created all living beings to evolve and adapt as needed. There is evidence of “evolution” all over “creation.” 😉

        1. Earl Parsons

          And, as there is evidence of “evolution” all over “creation”, there is also evidence of “creation” all over “evolution”. Neither can be proven without the other. And therein lies the debate.

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