I Will Never Trust the Rain


Rain coming down like never before.
Thunder and lightning, nature's war.
Birds hide inside wooden tree trunks.
Even the grizzlies are hiding funks.

Winds bend what we cannot mend.
This will be true until the end.
We hide like animals, storms alert.
We do everything we can to stay unhurt.

I hide inside my wooden tree house.
I hide like a cat-trapped mouse.
The rains have ended, but I'm still afraid.
Afraid to be let down, so I stay in the shade.

Rain and thunder can't reach me here.
Nor can you, my dear!
You hurt me once but never again.
I will never trust the rain.




Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-11-26 at 21:36

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Kathy Lockhart
I loved the mixture of metaphor and the tangible. I even smelled the rain in this, I was so caught up in the imagery and feel of it. Then those last lines just penetrated like sleet into my soul. I understand completely. Wonderful work!
2006-11-26