Thunder Sounds Morning Sky Alive – a poem by Ken Hada

Thunder Sounds Morning Sky Alive


Thunder sounds morning sky alive.
Lightning flashes – and for a moment –
the dark is parted and a line 
between Then and Now is clarified.

I am reminded of what I am not.

There is no feeling of loss or hope –
no call for my response.

I only watch the morning sky divide.

Rain soon follows to wash away 
all noise, except its own sensation.

I am passive as stone.
Sound bounces off me – bounces
between the felt and the imagined –
the way light has come and gone.

Ken Hada‘s latest collection is Come Before Winter (Turning Plow Press, 2023). His book, Contour Feathers, (Turning Plow Press, 2021), received the Oklahoma Book Award for Poetry. More at: kenhada.org