Friday, October 29, 2010

Fear


POETS UNITED

FEAR

'She looks back over her shoulder';
Oh what a chilling phrase!
For it's not the things we see in front
That haunt our nights and days.
It's always the 'thing' that slyly creeps
Behind us that we fear;
The footstep stopping when we stop,
Yet moving ever near.
The hairs on our neck tell the story;
They rise as the 'thing' draws nigh;
We turn, but we cannot see it.
It is clever, it is sly.
We don't fear the road we're treading,
Or whatever may lie ahead;
It's that which lurks behind us
That fills us all with dread.
'She looks back over her shoulder';
I wonder what she will find....
A fiend? A ghost? A killer?
Or her own over-fevered mind?
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LIKE THUNDER!

The 'Dawn Comes Up Like Thunder' as Kipling used to say.
And I can almost hear it roar at the breaking of the day.
The artificial lamps of night are still up there, aglow,
But the rising sun is putting on a more magnificent show!
The puny artifacts of man are dwarfed by the great sphere!
We must accept the adjective..... compared to the sun we're........'mere'.
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13 comments:

Jane said...

I love your Fear poem - very appropriate for Halloween. Enjoy the weekend,

Jane

Diane T said...

She looks back over her shoulder... what a lesson from fear... never look back over your shoulder... you should just straight ahead!

umapoems said...

vivid thoughts.Nice poem for Halloween.I enjoyed it.

Madeleine said...

Your poems are soooooo brilliant. Do you get them published? LO)

imaginationlane said...

Both wonderful poems! I have too often looked for the 'thing' slinking up behind me..and I love the how second poem makes clear that nature itself is grander than any of the 'things' we make. This was a great read...

Old Ollie said...

Nice work - this really gets down to the nature of fear.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Great take on the Fear prompt!

ana said...

Enjoyed these both. Loved the images as well. We are definitely "mere"!

gospelwriter said...

Well, I think one can fear what's ahead, but certainly there's a certain kind of dread for that creeps from behind. Great poem and prompt, nice take on the theme.

Dasuntoucha said...

Nicely done...you words wrap around that image and the prompt perfectly.

Carrie Burtt said...

Brenda this is magnificent...you have beautifully captured what lies behind our fears....you are an amazing poet!

Ellen aka Ella said...

I love this; you did a wonderful job of laying the tracks to panic!

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Brenda,
A very powerful and fear laden read.
With one eye looking behind me....

Best wishes Eileen:)