Pleased to share another new poem of mine, “Thunder,” which appears in the latest issue of Feminine Collective, a fine online publication featuring poems and stories by writers dealing in “humanity, raw and unfiltered.” Authenticity. Founded a decade ago, by writer/model Julie Anderson, FC’s mission is to empower, educate and entertain and I’m thankful to be a part of this community with this work and others I’ve contributed over the past few years. Hope you can check it out and spend some time perusing all the fine artists included. Enjoy!
Thunder
Thunder
Rolls like a kettle-drum
on the other side of the pass
where my lover once lived
in a plain wooden house
under a sky that carried weight
in its splendor and its solace
We saved hours underneath
the dogwood tree, silent
holding hands, lightly old-fashioned
lovers bent on listening as
the yellow-billed cuckoo sang
sadder than the rain
Everything I can’t explain
carried in these clouds
close turned into distance
love turned into pain, still.
the cuckoo keeps on singing
the thunder rolls again
Doug Hoekstra 