The Thunder Spoke Poem by Barry Middleton

The Thunder Spoke

Rating: 5.0


when the thunder spoke
it was like the sound of war
but I do not fear the thunder
I fear the lightning

I do not fear death
yet I fear the pain of dying
I fear preemptively
the time when fear is gone

to live on the mountain
or in the deepest valley
are times of earthly fear
the transition is a challenge

between a fearless dawn
and the rest of sunset
the path leads on
to an anxious anticipation

The Thunder Spoke
Sunday, March 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety,death,storm,war
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nosheen Irfan 21 March 2017

Very well expressed. The sound of thunder is a metaphor for our fears. I have always found it menacing. A10

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Barry Middleton 21 March 2017

Yes. When we hear thunder we know it is dangerous and we know it is near. Maybe the lightning will spare us, maybe it won't. Thanks Nosheen.

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Mj Lemon 20 March 2017

Between the profound optimism that feeds our daily drive and the ultimate peace of that final rest.....there is the domain defined by the fear of the unknown. You capture our angst, our relationship, with death perfectly, Barry. A great poem; a 10.

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Barry Middleton 20 March 2017

Thank you. We fear the unknown even more than the known I think. But to be human is to be afraid - that's for sure.

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Daniel Brick 19 March 2017

These are wonderfully balanced thoughts about the often incoherent components of the world and our confusion in experiencing so much much-ness in life. Your writing is felicitous

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Barry Middleton 20 March 2017

Thank you very much Daniel. I needed some encouragement right now - too much much-ness going on.

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Dimitrios Galanis 19 March 2017

You paint here, dear Barry, in the most honest way the angst, fear of death the humankind preemptively feels.The last stanza with its pictures of analogy show exactly what is fear of death like.

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Barry Middleton 19 March 2017

Thanks for the praise Dimitrios. Wish I had more readers like you.

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Dimitrios Galanis 19 March 2017

If it was not half past midnight I should try to translate it immediately!

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