Barbara Writes
Barbara Writes
Feb 09, 2011

My calm is like the calm before the storm

My calm is like the calm before the storm
Instead of anxiously bracing up for the mourn
There is no storm for me weather
Regurgitated debris ended my tether

My content is nothing grand
It’s just the way I take my stand
To endure the fiery test
Burning in my very chest

I shed not a tear
About the things I hear
The unthinkable is upon me
So there’s no need to beg or plea

Because my calm is like the calm before the storm
Instead of anxiously tearing up for the mourn
There’s no storm for me weather
Regurgitated debris ended my tether

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Trouble is at every turn waiting to pounce on you

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins

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Comments

Candlewitch

It is so good to see you again! My favorite lines are:

My content is nothing grand
It’s just the way I take my stand
To endure the fiery test
Burning my very chest

very well done as it captures the feeling of pride in oneself. I have no suggestions, just appreciation for this piece.

always, Cat

Race_9togo

Good to read you again,
and this is very good, filled with that patient resilience so many have displayed in the face of recent disasters, natural and economic . I particularly like the calm before the storm reference, with it's tacit implication that behind the calm rage can be found, if it's needed.
I really like the end/beginning, the way it re-inforces the message, and after reading it three or four times I realize that its actually quite a short little poem, and yet it's packed with so much meaning, meaning that keeps growing with each read.

Most very well done.

Barbara Writes

Thanks for your generous detailed thoughts. I really appreciate the way you expressed your appreciation for my poem. Not knowing what I am facing as I write this comment you really got the point I was describing in the poem. Thanks for commenting and sharing your critique.

Barbara Writes

thanks for commenting. I like your snail interpretation though I didn't think of it that way. glad to read what you see in this piece. the ending has yet to be determined, written from and true ongoing experience i am enduring. At this point I can only hope for the ending you wish for. what ever the ending I will revised this. but it is a while in the making before an end comes.

I guess I am like a snail that emerges from my shell because I am not dealing with this situation very well and keep ducking back from the full sting of reality.