All Quiet Behind the Front


The Hubbub is finished, a calm has returned

Through the growing bother that you didn’t notice

Suddenly quiet, like the closing of a door.

Quickly silent, an absence suddenly missed

Like a wind that stopped rustling the leaves

You hear a silence that wasn’t there before.

A roaring pressure that rattled your ears

Has relinquished itself to the quiet whisper of a breeze

But the memory through your head does still soar.


What is it that silence has suddenly quelled

The rushing mind with searing doubts

Fears and worries that have held you back.

Depression is a weight that sits on your chest

Sometimes it is only a nap that holds it a bay

A little sleep for change until evil thoughts you lack.

For at least a time it has qualities that heal

But there is always a return for yet another fight

It’s endless force having only gone temporarily slack.


Barbara Blackcinder


About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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