Speaking out loud, makes the words come true
An idea that turns into, a spark of something new
Hesitation clips your wings and doesn’t let you soar
The question that persists is: what are you waiting for?
Maybe it’s the fear of jinxing, by hoping way too soon
You’re still taken aback, by this blessed bolt from the blue
Heaven looks down at you, and you look up for your cue
Praying with all you have, for a sign of something more-
What the future will bring, we don’t have a single clue
How do we make up our minds regarding what to do?
Standing at uncertainty’s front step, we knock on the door
Leap without a safety net and try to swim ashore
Take it one day at a time, and remember it’s not just you-
The following poem is in Rondeau form. It is a style of poetry which originated in 13th century France. The word “rondeau” refers to the repeated refrain. For example, here it is, “speaking out”.
Two rhymes guide the rondeau, consisting of 14 lines, with the rhyme scheme:
aabba aabR aabbaR
Hope you enjoyed this slightly longer poem.. do let me know what you think :)