Anthony Bianco Poet Rhyme

Baby Noah

Baby Noah 
lives in water-colored worlds. 
Of light and angel whisper waves.
He smiles at things I cannot see.
Reaches for that something I need to believe in.

He's closer to God than I.
Even amidst the piss and spit
Lessons of purity are within his eyes.
I need to breathe in this newborn's sky.
              Baby Noah

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Reason A. Poteet March 31, 2018 at 11:35 AM Eye opening piece / babies have a way of being powerful muses / despite their constant need for attention / grandson perhaps? Rhyme needs some work though

Andrea Dietrich February 3, 2017 at 4:15 PM This is really nice, Anthony. Long time since I read one of your poems. You have the knack!!

Kim Rodrigues February 1, 2017 at 10:13 AM Both beautiful and not and perhaps that what you are trying to say? The first 4 lines grabbed my heart...i thought "wow!"