The Sun Can Hear Thunder

I have known that the sun can hear thunder
and how its brightness
can be unfathomable,
like my dreams.
Since the beginning of my pulse
I have been honored
with good days
that left me grateful
inside of the sweetness
never stifling.........
within all it means.

When midnight kisses the glass
that morning has already
tasted......
Like a thirsty spider
crying out........
for the rain.
All of my senses are
swept through
knowing, my words don't fall
on deaf ears......
or stand there,
all wasted.

No, you cannot know how I'm feeling
but that doesn't mean
our world's stopped spinning.
The sun.......
can still hear thunder
in all the ways you love me.
You lift me up
in the midst of a storm.
All my senses are swept through
my words stand in stillness
a storm's ending......
is love's beginning.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I doubt very seriously if the sun could hear at all that it would hear anything above its own conversion of mass to energy...however I did enjoy the poem. Love can be a storm...but I'd prefer the comfort of old jeans and favorite books and patchwork quilts...warm wood fires...soft candle glow and steaming hot baths myself. It takes awhile for love to get there and I'm not as patient as I was when young. Still it might be worth suffering a storm or two. Your writing is always wonderful.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

thank you Fabian you cynic you. LOL

[Fabian G. Franklin]

(laughing)
"Oh, sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder
Perhaps I've grown a little cynical
But I know no matter what the waitress brings
I shall drink in and always be full
Yeah, I will drink in and always be full" John Popper Blues Traveler from (Runaround) Love ya!

[ashrose]

Very thoughtful and well written

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Beautifully written, the words embrace as you travel through time and space circling the earth patiently waiting, watching the clouds part to see a rainbow.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Brandon :)

[Corset]

This is exquisite Neva. Loved all stanzas , but the last one is just beyond words.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Corset :)

[Danielle]

Smooth elegant words written!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Shia :)

[FJ Davis]

The sun, physical source of all life on this planet, probably does many things we do not now suspect; may be slightly different than what we've been led to believe.
But, of course, you speak poetically, so you can make of Ole Sol what you will.
This piece is not only richly imaged, it's lovely and fervently hopeful, as well.
Wonderful, Neva!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Dear Frank and also for sharing the Spanish word for Sun :)

[Adam Whitworth]

I like the way you write

[Hawkmoon]

very nice, this is super:
"When midnight kisses the glass
that morning has already
tasted......
Like a thirsty spider
crying out for the rain" --- powerful, fantastic & like lightning in the mind. :)

Do you read Arthur Rimbaud? :)

[Clockwork]

I like all of the storm imagery and symbolism. I also relay like the ending and the sense of clarity that it gives. This is a nice metaphoric journey through the stages of a relationship.

[Frieda P]

What's more awe inspiring than the moon, the sun and love's beginning...beautiful piece of work, kudos.