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Midnights Voice

(November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

Age of Emptiness


In an age of emptiness
in the ways of nonsense
the meaning of life
is meaningless

If we stand
do we each alone
single thoughts under
single days and nights

'The fertile fallow furrow
fleeting under flurries of fressly
fallen snow.'

for sure...

And we are the huskless stalks
shivering in the wind
row upon row
thousands upon thousands
going nowhere
and nowhere to go

Submitted: Friday, August 03, 2012
Edited: Thursday, September 27, 2012

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written March 10,1997

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  • F. J. Thomas (6/30/2014 9:32:00 AM)

    Maybe as we watch the mass make no progress the few will be inspired to; at least in our own lives ;) Wonderful Thomas...oh did you mean it to be freshly fallen snow? (Report) Reply

  • Princess Lilypad (9/1/2013 2:40:00 AM)

    loved the conceptual question regarding solidarity. it's the answerable question. that no one wants to admit the answer to. compelling. (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (7/25/2013 12:13:00 PM)

    The poem is really deep and its true, , where the emptiness of age is taking us to..Beautiful write... (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (7/17/2013 9:44:00 AM)

    we are the huskless stalks shivering in the wind. good words midnight.. but sometimes the husks are attached
    a good read (Report) Reply

  • Titi Dale (2/26/2013 2:56:00 AM)

    I love how you write Thomas. You write like you don't care, like poems are just another star in the night sky... This is a great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Jahan Zeb (12/18/2012 7:45:00 AM)

    The fertile fallow furrow
    fleeting under flurries of fressly
    fallen snow.'..............Lovely alliteration not merely alliteration but thought as well.

    The poem as a whole is marvelous. Great poetic job (Report) Reply

  • Paul Brookes (12/9/2012 5:17:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem in its simplicity of line and spareness. You are a unique voice. : 0) Paul (Report) Reply

  • Chandra Thiagarajan (12/6/2012 8:31:00 AM)

    I wish you are not so pessimistic to think the meaning of life is meaningless.I for one feel that we are here born for the continuation of our progeny and to do our best to help others in misery.But as a poem the write is enchanting! (Report) Reply

  • Elena Sandu (11/29/2012 5:36:00 AM)

    Goose bumps! How sadly true, yes indeed the meaning of life is meaningless. Great poem, thank you for share! (Report) Reply

  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (9/4/2012 3:56:00 AM)

    The lines hold out well the theme of the poem and more vividly, in the huskless stalks shivering in the wind.The last lines convey utter emptiness in lack of purpose. (Report) Reply

  • Constance K Yost (8/20/2012 12:28:00 PM)

    You write with such eloquence yet your meaning never gets lost. I love this one. Constance Yost23875 (Report) Reply

  • Shalyn Stachmus (8/9/2012 11:29:00 PM)

    This poem is wonderful. So very simple, but yet the content is profound and provocative of those much deeper questions of humanity, especially pertaining to today. I thoroughly enjoy this poem, Midnight. (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (8/6/2012 5:56:00 AM)

    Emptiness, like garden with nothing to grow...just empty like it just unused space,
    meaningless of what we have and nothing we will harvest
    But life was given to color the space at least not to waste by beauty grace
    sure with life we need to do something dear, like we growing the best things
    maybe not for us but for all, then life has a purpose, and purpose create a meaning
    why we have stay in this and hold life while we not perform our gift to grow
    i love this poem, but meaningless is meaningless if we know the meaning of our life meaning_Soul (Report) Reply

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