No Umbrella;

Something short, but to me has all the right meaning.

When it rains it pours,
Droplets of pain reflecting my scorn.
No umbrella; As it was meant to be,
So who am I to deny it so?

Reviews

[Stephanie]

Wow, I think this is one of the best short poems I've read in a while. You took a cliche saying and added some really incredible images/concepts to it. Your third line in particular struck me. There are some things in life that happen to us that we can't shield ourselves from, there is no "umbrella" to protect us from the rain. But a lot of times, it makes us better people. I just love this, LOVE it!