Andrea Dietrich Poet Sonnet

Inside the Eye

There is a wall beyond which I can see
no sign of you, yet I sense everywhere
a downpour of insane calamity
while I am but a droplet in the air!
The storm is all around me, but I stay
inside the wall of it; I’m in its eye.
For now there’s calm and quiet as I pray
that when the tempest crashes through my sky,
I will endure it somehow . . . without you.
How can I stand the worst part of the rage
that’s coming? Without you, what will I do?
The walls collapse around my facade-cage.
The too much quiet turns into a din.
I fall to earth with all the pain I’m in.

Sept. 4, 2020

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Jeanne Mcgee September 24, 2020 at 6:03 AM Your last two lines are so perfect... Too much quiet is a din... I've been there and heard it. Your pen always finds the heart of the pain. Congrats on your top win. Jeanne

John Watt September 23, 2020 at 10:48 PM Congrats on your win. Excellently woven sonnet.

Sigrid Ermine September 23, 2020 at 6:31 PM Andrea, so wonderfully woven. Congratulations on your deserved Win.! Your words have impact, realising the rage to come, our insight. 'The too much quiet turns into a din' says perfectly how painful the situation is.

Rob Carmack September 23, 2020 at 5:35 PM Thank you my friend and congrats on your placement.

Caren Krutsinger September 8, 2020 at 9:48 AM Beautifully done; shows the true feelings of longing.

Connie Marcum Wong September 7, 2020 at 1:42 PM This is excellent Andrea, especially the ending! Fantastic metaphor! Blessings xxoo

Richard D Seal September 6, 2020 at 3:24 PM Now it makes sense Petal lol, amazing what one line can do. I wonder how many live in a facade-cage, great line, wonderful write. Take care, Richard

Newton Ranaweera September 6, 2020 at 12:40 PM Tragic silence; just before the tempest begins!! A great piece, Andrea.

Lindsay Laurie September 5, 2020 at 5:36 PM Hello Andrea … another of your high standard sonnets Andrea. They are such a pleasure to read - Lindsay

M. L. Kiser September 5, 2020 at 9:53 AM Powerful emotion comes through this piece.

John Watt September 5, 2020 at 9:52 AM The poignancy of being without the one you want/need/love is deep, but intensified by the sense of the imminent arrival of a fierce storm. Dark, sad, and lonely. "Facade-cage" is a powerful image. Well done, Andrea.

Bryan Norton September 5, 2020 at 9:07 AM Your poem really touches something in me. I felt the heartbreak. What an excellent poem; among your very best. I loved it and it hurt me at the same time. But that is what a good poem should do.

Vijay Pandit September 5, 2020 at 5:04 AM I feel the depth of emotions in this poem, Andrea--all the best.

Rama Balasubramanian September 5, 2020 at 4:47 AM Awesome as usual. Dropped in to wish you Happy Birthday. May you have a great day and blissful life ahead. Enjoy. Warm regards Rama

Ravindra K Kapoor September 5, 2020 at 4:45 AM Great lines dear friend Andrea defeating the very psychological havoc of the tempest. My good wishes for your contest entry. With best wishes...Ravindra

Paul Callus September 5, 2020 at 4:44 AM This is very powerful, Andrea. It is true that some things we can do and face on our own, but a strong helping hand would make it much easier. ~ Regards // paul

Elaine George September 5, 2020 at 4:27 AM Very deep and profound, Andrea. A winner for sure. ~ Elaine

Quoth Theraven September 4, 2020 at 10:38 PM Andrea, Even in the midst of a tempest, a ray of light shines. Your poem sings of a calming light inside. -Richard

John Watt September 4, 2020 at 10:37 PM Enjoy the calm before the storm arrives. Nice poem (soupmail).

Nette Onclaud September 4, 2020 at 5:42 PM a different take on the theme, andie.. using metaphor worked...mine pales in comparison.. go look!..huggs

Caren Krutsinger September 4, 2020 at 5:31 PM Your senses were spot on when your muse whispered this one in your ear.

Kim Rodrigues September 4, 2020 at 3:07 PM Wow! Nicely done!