
Tonight’s writing prompt at the dVerse Poets Pub is Rain.
It’s the sunshine
that makes me sad.
So bright
a relentless interrogator
exposing my secrets
my pain
leaving me nowhere
to hide my
Self.
But the rain!
The rain envelopes me
in her fresh
silvery droplets.
Asking no questions
She comforts me
with a misty hug
and lets me be
whoever I am
or not.
I appreciate your point of view. Now that you mention it, sometimes the sun feels like that.
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Thanks for stopping by, revivedwriter! 🙂
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I guess I’ve felt that way too but I needed you to put it into words. Thanks
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Thanks so much!
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Beautifully done.Perhaps this is why we say rain is so refreshing! The sun can be menacing!
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Thank you. Much appreciated!
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We don’t get enough of it around here for it to be a “relentless interrogator” but I can see where it could be like that in places. I really like how you contrasted sunshine and rain here.
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Thanks, LIsa. WE get way too much sun down here. I think I need to move to your area!
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Be my guest 🙂
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It’s funny how we are conditioned by our environment. To answer this at face value, I’ve never opened the curtains at home and thought “oh no,more sunshine!”. However, this poem isn’t just about rain, is it? It’s about exposure and nurturing, it’s about danger and safety. The contrasts are nicely drawn, Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks so much, Sarah! I, on the other hand, have opened the curtains and thought “Who let the SUN OUT?!” 🙂
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hiding in the rain is something we have all done. sunshine can hide some dangers with a pleasant smile. thank you for sharing./
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Thanks for stopping by!
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I agree with Sarah’s comment about being conditioned by our environment, and your poem not being just about rain. I can understand sunshine making one sad by exposing secrets and pain, and also find it easier to hide behind and in rain, in the comfort of silvery droplets. I love the misty hug!
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I like the comfort of the rain “with a misty hug”.
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Thank you Frank!
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how well you have tuned in to weather mood –
“a relentless interrogator
exposing my secrets”
somehow we are expected to be happy in sunshine but your rain is the comforter – nice transposition
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Thanks so much, Laura!
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I love, love, love your “take” on rain. I agree!
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Thanks so much, Beverly! You’ve made my day!
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Sigh! I sank into your poem, never wanting to leave. I love, love rain.
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Wow. Thanks, JHelen. What a nice compliment!
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Only in the sunshine you can see the shadows.
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True, and excellent point.
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